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Barebones: To spare you another long selfish monologue (psh. right) this is what I've done... most of which I wouldn't hesitate to do again...

slept on roofs too many times to count, shouted profanities at the stars, did unspeakable things in a cemetery with a girl I met in one a previous night, lost the ability to blush somewhere down her shirt..., drank until I saw things I wished I hadn't, kissed a lot of people I probably shouldn't (and enjoyed it), set off countless car alarms, stuck potatoes in tail pipes, chained myself to a flagpole, unchained my neighbor from her bedpost (the situation was due to faulty locks, lack of key and common sense), used duct tape in every way imaginable, been shot robbing a gun store (oh the irony), shot whiskey with my insane godfather (even more so), learned all about women from him during one of his drunken external monologues… (then he remembered I was a girl), then I learned all about men, decided I wanted to be a man when I grew up, played with the 'big boys' and got hurt, made the 'big boys' cry like little girls, lost myself, found myself! (then promptly lost it again), fell in and out of love, realized I was allergic to gravity, got my heart broken, tried to fix it, failed and decided to steal someone else’s, tried to logically puzzle my way out, failing at that... managed to run away, ended up walking back, walked 15 miles in the rain at midnight with a ceramic coffee cup in my hand to a friend’s house and knocked on his window, wrote on walls (with spray paint, markers, and blood), chased cars, chased people, hugged strangers in the mall, went streaking in said mall (and they never caught me), put bubble bath in public fountains, set myself on fire when there was nothing left to burn, developed a taste for tears, blood, sweat, and that stuff they mix with grape juice in bathtubs, lost my mind in the woods when my ears stopped ringing from the screaming and watched the fireflies rise to meet the stars, looked for answers and wondered what I was fighting against... figured it out when a friend opened my eyes and showed me the world as it could be, loved him madly for it, vowed to find him someday and kiss him silly, played tag with my shadow under a full moon, played with knives, danced like there was no tomorrow, and finally decided to follow the Dr.'s advice.