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I feel like neither a child nor an adult. I am a botched, failed creature, combining the worst qualities of each. All the helplessness and dependency of a child, with the cynicism and despair of an adult. My mind is stunted, malformed. My body outgrew me and now I wield it clumsily, hitting others with my overgrown arms as I stumble over my own feet. "I am sorry," I say, "But I was treated as something less than human and that is what I've become."

ϱ̷̡̨̡̡̧̡̨̡̡̧̛͉̠͈̪͚̻̭̮̥̰̬̼͈̼̟͔̟͓͍̞̱̞̳̫͓̪̤̳͕̥͎͈̜̩͎̙͙̟̣̰̩̟͖̟̲͓͖͕̱̥̲͔͕̱̹̻̞̝̮̮͉̰̪͉̤̦̳̥̥͔̲̙̜̮̭̟̪̥͕͈͎̻̝̲̍̈̍̆̋̐̍̓͑̊̂̈̃̎̎̌̑̽́̑̎̌́̏̓̀̐͗͑͋̓͆̄̾̇̇͊̃́̔̆́̈́̇͒̍̿̌́̈́̈́̓͑̉͋̓̃̇͛̇̇̈́̉̉̅̃̚̕̕͘̚͜͝͝͠ͅͅļ̷̡̧̹̙͎̪͕̩̜̥̹͉̣̫̠͓͖̰̗̜̬̖̘̠͖͈̜̗̘̯͉͍̬̲̞̬̼̤͉͇̝̥͕̭͖̘̪̋̿̋̐̉̉̄͊̃͐͒̅̾̋͂̂̈́̉͆͐̋̈̄̓͛̒͌̕͘͜͜͜͝ͅͅï̴̡̨̧̡̢̢̧̨̡̛̛̛̛̛̜̼̣̝̠͖̫̣͙͔͎̰̦̬͉̙̹͔͙̹̻̪̺͔̲͙̫̻̘͇̳̪̤̲̟͓̯͕̖͍͚̫̞͚͚̼̹͓̟͓̭̝̘̰͍̟͎̩̝̘̮͈̬̰̗̰͇̟͍̩̘̲͚̉̒̉̐̔̆̄͐͆̀͛̈́̏̐́̋̈̈́̌̂̈́͐̍̐͂́͋̓̄̽̉̎͂̅̽̅́̆̿̍̉̓̊̄͌̾̎̒̾̏̂̀̄͒̉́͗͊̊̉̍͋͒̄̒̃̾̄̓͗́͌̍͌̎͘̕̚̚͜͜͝͝͠͠͠͠͝͠ͅͅɈ̶̢̡̧̡̢̛̛̣̦͖̮̮̬̹̞̭̝͙͍͙̺̳͚͇̙̞̤̲̬̫̱̝̭̲͇̝̻̻̪̖̳͙̻̳̠̰̮̦̬̥͚̿̊̉̊̑̒͛̇͌̏͑̍̃̌́̇͊͆̀̈́̊̇̽̊̉͒̆͛͂͜͜͝͠ͅɔ̷̢̢̨̢̮̻͔̲̥͔̟̜͉̖̫̥̱͍͙̹͈̬͇̝͍̣̮̘̗͍̮̪͕̞͎̹̝̺̬̼̭̪̰̜͔̣̱̬̖̘̞̮̮͉͕̯͚͍̻̹̹̱͐͊͌̔́̈̐͛́͋̂̃͜͜͜͠͠ͅͅʜ̸̧̡̨̢̢̡̮̣̖̰̯̰̟̳̱̦͖̬̟̳̳̯̹̯͕̟̟͚̳̩̥̫͔̦̠͓͎̰̫͉̪̣͖̳̹̦̺̖̯͙͎͖̣͓̗̯̺͕̱̻͉̯͚̟̭̠̜̹͙̰͈̞̼̪̋̾̓͜͜͜͜ͅ

Fallen leaves and snow are the Earth's blankies

encountering an inconvenience while cold: damn that sucks, oh well, i’ll figure something else out!!

encountering an inconvenience while hot: we all deserve to die right now, come on everyone, lets all go die

I thrive on cringe.