It's weird, I know nothing of my self, my thoughts, the reasons for my actions, my whole being in general, but alas there are so many who know me so well. And they love to tell me what I am, who I will be, what i'm going to do, what I think, what I am doing, when I fart, what direction I farted in, who smelt it, what they thought about it
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