Life Sometimes I wonder what my personality is. That is how someone else might describe me. Someone asks, 'What he like?' and someone says '...' Would I be shocked or agree with whatever's been said? I have an idea of myself, I suppose, but recently it's feeling erroded, pushed backwards because it needs to be, just for now. It might be because I'm not around people who bring out the best in me, the version of me I'm most proud of, the one I'd like to see out on display. Something needs to happen, I think.
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