As I learned upon entering my second home at 19 years old, I've come to understand that we are holding each other's dream. That we push each other to the cliffs. That we are poison to each other. Which makes everything, yes, everything beautiful because we are becoming determined to become what others don't expect us to be. We challenge ourselves each day. We become more shape. We become heroes to ourselves. Someone who can stand against all odds for our self. It is beautiful right? We become what we were not. We become like ourselves.
