I'm as emotionally stable as an IKEA table, I moonwalk out of awkward situations, I'm about as useful as the 'g' in lasagna, and I'm suffering from a terrible case of not being Beyoncé. However, I don't care what people think of me, because at least mosquitoes find me attractive.
Have a lovely day and if you're feeling downie, eat a brownie :)
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