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Flaws and All


That is a picture of my button fly Levi’s that I loved so dearly. I was about 15 years old. I sewed the patches on from pieces of other things that I loved as well. I still have them.

I’m not sure why I saved them for so long. Perhaps they’re a tangible part of that young and more confident person I was.

At the time, if you asked me about my confidence level, I would have said it was low. By comparison now, I can see that I was so very sure of who I was. I may not have been exceptionally outgoing or eager to interact with others, but I knew me and I liked me. Even more than I liked those Levi’s.

Flaws and all.


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