I've learned that nobody's perfect, and I don't expect myself to be perfect anymore.
I just want to show off my scar proudly and not be afraid of it.
I had some dreams, they were clouds in my coffee.
We need role models who are going to break the mold.
A really strong woman accepts the war she went through and is ennobled by her scars.
Worrying too much about other people's ears and not my own, I lost my way.