You think I'm at the bottom of the pile, and you're at the top. "You" are everyone.
I love few things. But each one of them I love more than most people love everything they love.
I have headaches day-in-day-out.
I wonder if hyphons belong up there.
I'm clever.
I'm lazy.
I have potential.
Maybe I wont reach it.
Ever.
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