i don't need your advice.
i am 34 years old. old enough to decide on my own.
i only care about first impressions when i'm in for a job interview.
that is me. take it or leave it. i may not be the person the family wanted to be.
in fact, i am different from all of you. i never identified myself with all of you.
i grew up on the outside looking in. never did i got guidance from all you, so why the hell i take one from you now?
so, yeah, i curse. i fool around. i sleep around. i smoke. i do drugs. i make out in public places. i wear offensive clothes -- if that's what you think of me.
i am the person you hate.
the only people that i need to please are long dead.
the only people that know me well are my friends.
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