My Dear Melancholy.
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Ongoing, First published Apr 07, 2018
The fact that life can get so stressful, especially when you well known. Can't never catch a break even if I ask for it. But hey, ain't nothing I can do about it. Abel Tesfaye aka really known as The Weekend. I'm a born leader, with extra-ordinary drive and determination. Insisting on my right to make up my own mind, I demands freedom of thought and action, and does not let anything or anyone stand in my way once I am is committed to my goal. I'm also a very laid back sexual person. Also, I need to feel in command of important undertakings, and resists supportive roles. I can become irritated and even domineering when important things do not go my way. I can be impatient with my shortcomings and those of others. My then again I can just not give a fuck. I get what I want at the end of the day, If I dont you can exit.
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