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I like happy things with sunshine dust sprinkled at the top.
I love climbing mountains, but I fail before i reach it all the way.
because i get too dehydrated and have to go back home to get more water.
My fingers are ******** cold.
It's hard to type with cold fingers.
its hard to light lighters with cold fingers. it hurts.
I regret many things. Because of that I am proud of myself.
Proud I have become aware of things I have ******** up in the past. Proud that I may teach myself from them.
I love laughing at people and making up stories about them.
I watch others closely.
I b***h a lot about those I truely care about. It's a really bad habit of mine, I wish I could get better.
I am quiet. People think I am ******** crazy. Maybe they are right-but i'm sure as hell not changing for them if they don't ******** like it, because as far as i'm concerned, if you don't like me, I probably don't think dandy thoughts about you either.
I don't care about what you think of me, deep down and out. On the surface I may seem like I may, I may turn brittle and weak-but I know that the true me only snubs you off and remembers not to go to your funeral.
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