If you know me, you can deduce from a couple meetings that while I may be a nice person, with morals and values and all that jazz, I’m also a little crazy. If you haven’t met me, well now you know, but you also know that I have come to terms - no, accepted that I am what I am and that makes me a better person...right? Right! But it’s not really my fault; the world around me is a naturally crazy place and I believe that it just kinda rubbed off on me. Doesn’t that make sense? It’s a typical case of nature versus nurture. In this case, I’m going to call nurture all of the odd social interactions I have had as a child until today. But we all live in the same world, right? So, somebody has had to have these odd experiences along with me...right?...Right?
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