There IS something wrong with me. And I don't care who says there isn't. I know myself and this is not how I always have been. I WAS once happy. I'm so sick of this. I need a physiciatrist. Oh, God!
I am a individual. I like to have a fun time. I lovelovelove love songs. I love soda(cream soda). I love writing a sentence or a fragment and ending it with a period. <--see? I love cuddling in my bed and eating ice cream on those cozy, rainy nights.
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