I love weekends.
I'm far to stupid for my own good.
I get cold at night.
I don't like being out of control.
I am so out of control.
I like pitch.
I'm a fan of people.
I miss things selfishly.
I am the root of all evil.
I am the source of all good.
I will fall to the rock bottom before I go any higher.
I like the idea of butterflies.
I am so afraid of butterflies.
I take people for granted.
I don't like to be ignored.
I want to hold your hand when everyone's looking, but only for a second.
I think I'll dye my hair blonde for my mom's Christmas present.
I'm done for tonight.
I'm so tired.


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