an honest heart

After having a sleep over with my mom this past weekend and needing a book to fall asleep, I picked up one out of her collection (mostly from the 1990s). Although the book was slightly cheesy and I will not even share the title (not a self help, but it did involve the word Harley), the message was a good one. One hour later, the book was finished and I am reminded of the importance of being your real self. And no, not so BAM! the man of your dreams arrives on your doorstep, but that one should be attracted to your real self and not one ounce less.  

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