you know, as time passes i feel like i never quite had a grip on my identity. shades of my personality that i could depend on to screw things up are now just unpleasant memories. every now and then there's a flash of maturity where before there was none. i guess i'm in flux... sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse, but always in motion. the person i am today may not be the person i am tomorrow and i'm cool with that. i always hate "about me:" sections. just how are you supposed to distill the entirety of your persona into a blurb? we all carry within us the accumulation of our life experiences. childhood bullies, stickball in the park, people we've loved, people we've hated, good and bad decisions, and the one that got away... all trappings of life as we know it, and all manifested in our personalities.
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