I'm a limited edition

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why not call myself special ??

People might find me crazy,mad and kiddish but the fact is a person who doesn't love himself can never love nor be loved by anyone .


There is a group out there waiting just to criticize for whatever I am , make me feel like whatever I do is nothing less than shit and me just stay here asking them to keep on talking because am not listening.

Yes !!! I am special for myself . I am what I am for a reason , ask them to dealt with whatever I have been through . "ME" is a limited edition rather I would say "The only edition" in the entire world.

Love and Respect yourself and you will see no hurt thereafter ......








Me : Tasmiya Fathima I am a Motivational speaker. Techie . Blogger in India. *Importantly : Young but experienced !!

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