sinfully delicious

i am one who truly grasps...how to handle oneself
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i am someone who doesnt write the date on my school papers
unless im going out tonight
and im talking butch walker style.
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i am not personally fond of whoever likes me, unless its before they do, and im unaware.
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i am in debt up to my eyeballs, in deceit, and lies, and home mortgage payments
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i am off the raydar like no other mother,
but the mother fuckers still find room in their submarines.
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i am not who i am, but i am what i have, and where i say it, and when i think it.
and i make a mean eggo waffle.
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i am lying about the lye stains that my friends peer pressured me into inflicting onto me,
after they read Invisible Monsters.
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i am only telling a true story when i specifically point that out.
but none the less, its probably not a true story anyways.
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i am convinced that everything is everything, and anything is anything,
and anything is everything, and everything is anything, and everything is a good free burrito.
you know what that is.
free burrito day at the chip.
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i am the palindromatic, symmetrical, reflective being, simultaneously winking with both eyes.
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i am my fucking film quotations, whether robert paulson likes it or not.
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i am giving it another try, one more time, for the misses.
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-cummedyegha