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Hi, I’m Chloe, I’m 18, and according to my mom I’ve been “dramatic but determined” since day one. I was born in a small town where everyone knows your name—and your embarrassing stories. I grew up believing I was destined for greatness, or at least for something slightly cooler than tripping over my own shoelaces in public. At school I was the girl who laughed too loud at her own jokes and somehow survived every awkward moment with confidence. I’ve always had big dreams, even if I wasn’t
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If you’re looking for me, there’s a high chance I’m at the gym pretending I’m in a motivational montage. I started working out because I wanted to feel stronger. I stayed because I fell in love with the feeling of progress.
