I am not: Exactly where I imagined myself to be at this age.
I hurt: When my loved ones hurt.
I love: My family (even though I want to strangle the shit out of them sometimes).
I hate: Dishonesty and inconsiderateness.
I hope: I can get myself together.
I hear: The little voice inside of my head telling me to be patient.
I regret: Not taking it
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