The problem might be that I never lie. Or that I never fear sharing my bizarre observations about time and space and music and people. Or because I don't dress like YOUR MOM usually does. Or because I laugh at everything. And I never get mad. Ha! The more I write about this, the more I realize that it is not a problem at all!
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