the idea that things are the way they are supposed to be would turn life into a boring grayscale movie that I watched in silence, removed from the situation. So instead, I choose to fight. I choose to add explosive color to the world, pay attention to it, and embrace the chaos that comes from nonconformity. I choose to show my raw self to the world and I let my words be a manifestation of the passion I carry within me. I accept my resistance. I am a rebel. An agitator. A dissident.

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