We are all a little narcissist at time. Even when our life is a rut we love to tell others our stories. We like people to know about us. Even it is a bit or even if our life is just ordinary. We like people to accept us. We want people to accept us. We want people to accept the good and even more so, the bad. This is my story. My life. My reason. My emotion. This is all my grief and laughter. My Pain and my Joy. This is me.
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