I conform to non-conformity. I am myself because everyone else is taken. I am a paradox wrapped in an oxymoron smothered in contradictions in terms. I am who I am and say what I feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.
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This is why I rarely USE a curling iron.
Yet we turn you loose with explosives at the end/beginning of every year!
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