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A fresh start is like an untouched piece of bubble wrap. Like a spoiled person going into the real world. Or a work out routine that makes you look like an Victoria Secret model. Insecurities will creep up your arms and you are just left with goosebumps and a drop of bittersweet tear. Until the protection wall shatters into broken pieces.
The first time was rushed, incomplete. The second complicated and meandering. But my journey in this world has not been very charming so far. The memories of previous lives come back in the form of nightmares. Yet I will get up off my feet. Keep walking, keep striving. And hope that this time, this life I get a little closer. He flung his arms into the air.
One time I smelled my cat. It was a very unique smell.
I seem to love everybody. I seem to be judgmental. I seem to be sassy. I seem to be uncaring, but I do care. I want to be funny. I want to be famous. I want to be able to get along with everyone. I want to be likable. I am the best I can be. Each foot with five toes. They are dirty and gross. And what is on them, who knows? Keep them in your shoes.