Sometimes I think I'm terribly hard to love. I'm moody, I'm independent, I like to be alone, I'm bossy, I'm a perfectionist and mostly I just have a hard time letting people in.
But lately I have softened. I'm happier, I feel less guarded, I'm exploring the things that really make me happy and peaceful. And all these strange and wonderful people have recently come into my life and they are refusing to acknowledge my imaginary fortress. And I say to them come in, stay for a while, let's smoke a fag.
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