I hate my life. In general.
Thank God, I have small miracles to be thankful for.
Like how I am blessed with the ability to be effortlessly amused.
And friends (of whom I can count with my fingers and toes).
But why do I loathe this reality so much that it ruins my self-esteem?
Friday, November 23
Bête-noir
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REFUGEE, NAD!
Your large selection of words nicely placed in your head baffles me.
My lack of thereof, baffles me too.
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