Sometimes I totally liked to be perceived a certain way.  I want to be seen as chill by some, awesome by others, sweet by another group, and sexy by preferably one person.  Chill turned into wild child, awesome is also wild child, sweet is too nice, and sexy...well, that one just comes off as adorable.  Not that there is anything wrong with being adorable, there really isn't.  I guess it's part of the package that makes up me: you have a bag of stuff that doesn't seem to make sense but still makes you happy.  Like most type of "acid core" rock, like Shpongle.  Or a completely random assortment of images of snuggly, fluffy animals.  I like those better.

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