July 1st, 2011 § 4 Comments

Only Child

I think I am the person I am because of being an only child. Actually, I am who I am because I am an only child. Yes. Definitely. I spent many a day entertaining myself with craftiness destined to be my future. My mind is my ever evolving playmate and my imaginary friends still hang out. I prefer them over most people. They are dynamic, seriously.

Don’t call me selfish, call me self interested.

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