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hello, this is me part II

I am many things. Born in California 17 years ago, proud Mexican-American. Small family, dad comes and goes from the picture. My depression days are thankfully over although they still haunt me. No, I don’t believe in religions, I believe in God. Religions just divide a world that needs to be united. I have problems. Like you and everybody else in this world. I’m perfectly imperfect. I love my lips but hate my hips. Some say I’m ‘beautiful’; I believe that’s a lie. I try to be positive. I’m scared of many things. Sometimes I believe love is something I will never really know. I love to sing and capture moments. I like to write. I dislike injustice. I believe hate is a very strong word; a very strong feeling that I hope to never feel. My favorite bird is the hummingbird. They can fly backward. I have many friends but it’s hard to know which ones are true. You’ll always see me smile. You’ll never see me cry. I contradict myself a lot. Sometimes I lie. Just to protect you. Maybe I shouldn’t but it’s just who I am. I don’t know anything yet I know so much. So much I believe, I shouldn’t know. I’ve been told I see the glass too empty instead of half full. Life has thought me this way but I can’t complain. I’ll forgive you but never forget. I don’t know what I want. And it scares me so much. I seriously need to learn how to drive. I love surreal things because…  they are simply not real. Reality is sometimes too much to bear. Too much hate, too much violence, not enough love. Sometimes I wish I could go live in Wonderland with McTwisp and the White Queen. Or Narnia. Or Hogwarts with Harry, Hermione, and Ron at least they have Dumbledore’s army to defeat Lord Voldemort . I’m not a kid, neither an adult. I’m just young, with many questions and doubts. I’ll learn, I hope so… Like a tree, that’s how life is.

hello, this is me part I

Like many, I believe, I love photography and writing. I’ve loved photography since I first got my Barbie camera. Writing… that one was a surprise. But I love it. I love writing down how I feel. What I see. So I decided, Hey, I’m gonna make a Blog. Maybe someone out there cares to know what’s inside of this little brain of mine. This is my reason to be here, what’s yours?