i got tagged

i got tagged again

hi, okay so uh thanks I_Am_Hamilette for tagging me, I don't know what else to say now, sh*t.
[WARNING]: so it was the middle of the night when I wrote this so I wasn't thinking straight so you're about to witness some strange stuff, forgive me
[ANOTHER WARNING]:
IF YOU ARE MY IRL FRIENDS, STOP READING OR ELSE I'LL FIGHT YOU ALL.
(seriously though, stop reading please this is pure cringe)

i don't really know what to say about myself so i'm just going to say the really boring stuff-
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1. my favorite colors is purple, blue, and green

2. i pay too much attention to things i can never change

3. i don't like loud noises at all

4. i can't hold a conversation even if my life depended on it

5. i love mcr, p!atd, melanie martinez, tøp, nirvana, and the neighborhood.

6. i'm a optimistic depressed person and i'm not innocent in a innocent way.

7. i feel afraid and exposed when i'm around observant people because i feel like they can see right through me and i don't usually cuss outside of school that often.

8. my biggest fear is being alone.

9. I don't talk much about myself unless i'm being asked and i'm passive aggressive af

10. i want to be the reason why somebody smiles and laughs.
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do i seriously need to tag 28 people?
i don't want to though..
i'm rewriting the system mate, i ain't tagging anyone, f*ck that
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get ready to witness a joke that the google results gave me-
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me: i know a gay guy that sounds exactly like an owl
friend: who
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oof that was terrible, welp my bad.
wait, now i got to say something about one of my future stories?
well i honestly hate my writing and i want to delete all my poems, if i can even call them that. but uh i guess i could drop a 'spoiler' :

"My distrust for you isn't your fault,
I'm sorry for keeping my feelings in a vault.."

(that was terrible, i'm so sorry.)

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thank you for reading this i guess, but you were kinda wasting a part of your life this entire time you know. you could've been doing something useful, but no you're not. it's funny how we all have the ability to do something that can potentially change our entire lives, like we could go and tell our teachers to f*ck off or we could tell our crush we love them or we could overrun the government with a army of strippers or something. but we don't because we're all being held down by something, anxiety or fear of being rejected or just fear in general, fear of the unknown.
and that kinda f*cking sucks.
yeah.
what am I talking about

IT'S 12AM WHAT THE F*CK-

(forgive me, while i was writing this those late night thoughts were hitting me hard)