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onehundredeightyone,Category: (general)
Monday, 13 June 2011
04:15:32 AM (GMT)
Why am I so happy all of a sudden? After spending a long time being constantly concerned about my little extra poundage, it would make sense that I would still be concerned. Which, I suppose I still am, but not as much. Why? I don't know, man. And it would make sense that I would still be concerned about what people thought of me, that I would feel stupid and awkward around those skinny-mini, khaki-wearing, Coach-carrying girls whose families have money. But, awesomely, I do not care. I guess, I always claimed I was a strong individual and deep down was proud that I wasn't anyone's look-alike, but now, I can safely say I actually believe it. Sure, I'll have those days where I can't stand mirrors and I'll be a little down, where I hate the shape of my unusual, non-perky eyelids and not-so-defined cheekbones, but honestly, I have the urge to love. Not as in kissy-kiss love, no, I'd say more along the parameters of I'm-just-so-happy-you're-here love. After all, the average human lives to be what, into their seventies or eighties and possibly nineties. Sure, it's kind of a long time, but not nearly long enough to skip out on bliss. So, to conclude this basically pointless entry... why am I so happy? Because.


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