About as deep as a trashcan...I hide in my shell. I am who am, and there is nothing you can do about it. I'm different than the rest, but that's okay. They're so ordinary anyways.
Be your own
trashcan,
turtle,
basketcase,
otaku,
nerd,
preppy,
jock,
weirdo,
freak,
loner,
crackhead...what ever you are.
Just stay you, for it will always be your best appearance.
Boom! Hows that for a trashcan?
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Feb 13, 2020 12:09AM
Please go check out my first chapter of The Dried Dandelion and feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments. I would greatly appreciate it!View all Conversations
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