I don't think I'm h@nd$ome. When I look in the mirror, I just see me - and, I'm pretty used to me............................There's no room in my life for feeling sorry for myself...................................I am a mystery to myself....................................................I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human, with the soul of a clown which forces me to blow it at the most important moments of my lyf.........................
Other people may not have had high expectations for me... but I had high expectations for myself................................n 1 more thng 2 add up.......I hate everything which is not in myself....................
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