I may be slightly obsessed, but whether I understand them or not, these secrets are all pieces of humanity that creates the world we live in, and the world that I'm a part of. So I suppose in a weird way, they are pieces of me.
I'm 27. I sing. I run. I laugh. I play. I love. I hate. I try. I succeed. I fail. I tire. I sleep. I eat. I cry. I smile. I remember. I forget. I sneeze. I cough. I look. I see. I hear. I feel. I breathe. I think. I act. I follow. I lead. I choke. I quit. I win. I lose. I live, just like a real girl. And also like a real girl, eventually I die
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