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I live in a hole of a town, where nothing happens other than the occasional random murder, and even if things DID happen,I wouldn't go and check them out. I may live under a rock, but I happen to like it down here.
I am absolutley terrified of spiders, no matter how small they are, even daddy long-legs, spiders that could never hurt me.
And it's because I'm afraid of their legs, not their usually dangerous nature.
I don't know why, but it may have something to do with a certain incident when I was only five...
I'm generally known as an outcast, because my tastes are supposedly eclectic. I never found reading doing me any harm. Geez.
Actually, that's not true. Having an expanded vocabulary has made me an awful critic of people who DON'T have one.
Which is really quite mean, because I come up with the perfect insults, which they don't even have the grace to understand.
I naturally have an opinion on everything (just ask me!), and in some cases more than one opinion on the same subject, which makes me a hypocrite.
Everyone is, so what's the problem?
I'm tall, around the six-foot-two mark(and counting...I'm not done yet!), despite my 'tender' age, which scares the heebie-jeebies out nearly everyone I meet. They all seem to think I'm gonna kill them or something...
However, I probably wouldn't actually hurt anyone. It's like a good friend of mine said once:
I could never be a vampire, because if I bit someone I'd be saying, "Oh, are you all right? I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..."
The sad thing is, he's right. I WOULD do that!
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