I'm not sure why I'm perpetually struggling to force myself into being something I'm not. I don't know why I can't just be happy with the way that I am. I like me. But being me comes with plenty of flaws too. Mom and I sat down in the mall and had this really great random conversation after ordering my brother's cookie cake for his birthday (I told
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