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I like Swiss Chalet chicken for a treat on Sundays I feel tired, and I have for as long as I remember my favorite time of day is late evening and mornings make me sick I hate the feel of my own pulse I just feel fear and I think Labour day is the worst day of the year I chuckle to myself during the day when I think of funny things to say life gives me cause for humour and reason to believe in magic even when it's grave and tragic I dream of travel but prefer just staying home at night I hate to be alone and if you told me i'd believe you that Jesus was on the phone anything is possible, you see always seems very real to me just a dreamer, not a nut as I hope you can see, maybe? my favorite quote is "Hope floats" though I've never known why I want to try to write a book before I die just some useless, confusing strangely amusing random facts concerning me
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