We're a bit of everything that we've ever exerienced,
felt,
smelt,
tasted,
saw,
read,
touched,
everyone we've met,
imagined,
hated,
everything.
You can't unlearn yourself, but thinking about it now, what traits are truely mine? And what are those of another? Who ruined me? Does that mean we can pick and choose who we become, simply by imposing others and experiences onto us?
We're just born hollow husks awaiting the world to colour us in, and we just have to hope we get coloured the right shades. At least there's no ugly shades in the rainbow, right?
Expect addition.
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