I am a reader.
I’m a writer.
I am weird. I’m a singer, even if I’m not very good.
I am a screwup.
I am forgiven.
I am lonely.
I love other cultures.
I am in love with the past,
and the mysteries encompassed by it.
I am a dreamer.
I am lazy. I am a follower.
I am one who knows my boundaries now.
I am not one to give up on someone
easily.
I am loved. I am loved. I am loved.
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