when i'm dead and gone, i want to be remembered as the girl who always helped everyone who needed help, and was there for them when they needed a friend most. i guess that pretty much defines who i am, and why i go to the extent of helping people when logically speaking, they should be able to do it themselves, and no one else seems to think they need to be helped. Oh, and why i get bullied by others. Hard to explain my exact motivations, except i believe God is watching, and I will be rewarded in due time...but that remains to be seen. Not good at meeting new people, the crappiness is often just a front, although that doesn't fade away with time. Corniness and lameness is my blood, and whil
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