So I learned a lot about myself this weekend via my cousin and her boyfriend.
I am:
fat.
a loser because I read Harry Potter.
a loser because I read in general.
My clothes are cheap.
my mascara is cheap (?) wtf.
I have no musical talent because the oboe is a nondescript instrument and only the guitar and the piano matter in the world of shitty grindcore.
I
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