I remember once imagining what my life would be like, what I'd be like.
I pictured having all these qualities, strong positive qualities that people could pick up on from across the room. But as time passed, few ever became any qualities that I actually had.
And all the possibilities I faced and the sorts of people I could be, all of them got reduced every year to fewer and fewer. Until finally they got reduced to one, to who I am.
And that's who I am.
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should i be glad that ur not bringing in your car at the moment? Otherwise i'm gonna be bombarded by the Wonderstuff's latest!! i'm sure its very nice
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