Sometimes I feel like God is trying to pull a fast one on me.
Good one, big guy.
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My name isn’t Anna. But you can call me that anyways. I like peeling off paint. And getting goosebumps. And hiccups. And symmetry. And making new friends. And sounding out the letter "r." And taking pictures of dead flowers. And baby shoes. I don’t like sneezing. Or tile floors in bathrooms with no pattern. Or popcorn. Or pelvic thrusts in commercials. Or Nickelback. Or when I can't find aesthetic beauty in something. Or crooked pictures on walls. I'm little neurotic, and a little OCD. I’d like to meet everyone in the world just to see if I can be friends with them. But I don’t think I’d be friends with the devil, thank you.
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My name isn’t Anna. But you can call me that anyways. I like peeling off paint. And getting goosebumps. And hiccups. And symmetry. And making new friends. And sounding out the letter "r." And taking pictures of dead flowers. And baby shoes. I don’t like sneezing. Or tile floors in bathrooms with no pattern. Or popcorn. Or pelvic thrusts in commercials. Or Nickelback. Or when I can't find aesthetic beauty in something. Or crooked pictures on walls. I'm little neurotic, and a little OCD. I’d like to meet everyone in the world just to see if I can be friends with them. But I don’t think I’d be friends with the devil, thank you.
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