July 1st, 2011 § 4 Comments
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.