We allow the beast to enter in.
The beast makes you question what you did wrong and how you can fix yourself.
Rather than stopping to think that maybe it, in fact, wasn't you.. me.. all a long..
It rips every part of who you once were while replacing it with what it wants you to be.
You are far more than enough.
I am far more than enough.
And, if they can't figure that out then quite frankly they can go f$%* themselves.
Because you (and I) are beautiful, smart, cunning and pretty damn funny.
Now push play and immerse yourself in these words.
We are enough.

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