My biceps are so muscular it surprises me.I don't want anyone that reads this to know who i am.I am a woman.i feel like i am lying when i make generalizations, particularly about myself.Myself should be two words like so; MY SELF.All life is: an act of possession.I spent a lot of time hating being human, and am still not sure if i like it at all.I love the feeling of wind blowing through my leg hair.I pretend i don't care that i am not an artist.i enjoy keyboard shortcuts.
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