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Let’s see…I hate Mayo!! Anything fishy smelling and almost all white sauces. I believe them to be unnatural, ungodly, and I want nothing to do with them…except for Ranch…Yummy! BUT only on salads where God intended Ranch to go! I can’t fart in public and I burp like an eight year old girl. I have to sleep with at least five pillows and I always have to have a fan or heater on…I am tattooed but I am scared of needles. My parents are divorced and I prefer it that way. One of my best friends is a gay boy that wears spandex and likes movies with choreography in them so he can dance along. He owns a gay dog that wears aviators’ glasses and a feather boa at all times...will only will respond when you call him ‘Tinkerbell’ even though his parents named him Louis. I can write with my toes but I am scared of feet. I used to be really skinny but now not sooo much. When I put on mascara I get it everywhere and then take it off with a Q-Tip and some spit...I can probably do it without getting it everywhere but it's just not the same. I steal the covers and I will put mustard on anything not moving. I drool all over my pillow every night, without fail and enjoy wasting money on unnecessary objects. My friends are sluts, I enjoy animals more then people and have always had a fantasy involving Mickey Mouse. I enjoy long walks off of short piers and playing in traffic. I go out as much as possible which means I am perpetually broke and the annoyance of all my friends. I have been in love only once and have been with the same man since I was 16. He knows how to put up with my ass…when to back the fuck off…and how to keep up when I am ready to party!!And to all of you that have gotten this far I have one question for you, why?? I am really not that interesting...really. Go do something...do you work??