My dad always told me to be careful. Me turning careful became paranoia. I tell few people what I'm really like, where I am, and how I truly feel. I grow on people in a good way. I have a dog, which means if I disappear randomly I'm walking the dog, doing a puzzle, or smacking my head into a wall.
Did I mention I can be sarcastic AND funny (at separate times)?
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"In any story worth telling, the third wish is the one used to undo the harm caused by the first two wishes." - Granny Weatherwax, Terry Pratchett's "A Hat full of Sky"
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Nyana Raven Segunda
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