I am a child of mortal man with thoughts of my own, opinions of my own. I am a collection of race and culture thrust together from an act of love between a male and female that I call Mom and Dad. I am a broken mind and a stressed out body that wishes for some form of release. For something violent and sweet, like destroying the mind, the thought, of another. I am full of tendancies, good and bad. I am full of disgustingly beautiful thoughts that are filled with these things called sins and virtues. I am in shambles and completely whole, kept together by something sticky called love. All in all, I am what I have come to known as me.
Who are you?
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yeah w/e
basically for nothing
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