I make mistakes. I have regrets. I love being alone. I’m never late. I want to being wrong. I act like I’m a lot tougher than I am. I hate being ignored. I cry. I’m shy. I get annoyed by people too easily. I have enemies. I can’t sing. I have horrible balance. I laugh really obnoxiously. I can’t trust anyone with my life. Many things just seem to get to me. I’m not perfect. But the beauty is all these things.
I'm nobody, because nobody is perfect.
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