Whenever I'm happy, I'm not actually happy. I'm delirious. I never know what I'm doing. Until I fall and then I look back and think "Oh shit what the hell was I doing."
I don't want to be delirious. But it doesn't mean I don't want to be happy.
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I love sleeping, eating and my imaginary tattoo.
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