Scars

Some people choose to run from their scars.
I refuse to run from anything that shows that I made through a battlefield of things.
My scars are a reflection of things that have made me a healthy human being.
Being ashamed of these scars is like I’m ashamed of myself.
I refuse to be ashamed of myself because these scars have taught me to be fearless of anything thrown into me.
My scars are my batches of honor.
M
s. Butterfly Genesis


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