I'd like to know my theme if I had one. One mantra to get me through my twenties. One song to get me through the day. A day alone. One day to become. I'd like to place a kiss upon faith and embrace myself. I'd rather sing than speak. I think it's funny how we punish ourselves for being human. I find it kinda sick that we hate ourselves for being different and yet we starve just to fit in. And yet here we are writing again. And yet who was I to judge you for being fat, when all I did was stuff my face full of chocolate and pie.
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