Sometimes you talk too much. Sometimes you say things you shouldn’t say and you are completely without remorse. Sometimes you are funny—although not as funny as you think you are. Sometimes you are sexy—you can tell because she smacks your ass. Sometimes you are kind and warm; a good friend. Sometimes you’re clean and sometimes you’re dirty but, unlike a lot of the others, you are always happy that you are you.

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