Oh, and please, you men who know exactly who you are, stop “encouraging” me to fucking smile. If I wanted to be smiling, I fucking would be. Same as you.

And if I do smile, and you tell me one more fucking time that I should do that more often, don’t be surprised when I let you know “you smell nice today, you should really wash yourself more often.”

I am sure my opinion will mean the world to you. I mean, how could a compliment and some friendly advice ever be a bad thing?

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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