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Dying teenager from India. Just kidding, I'm nineteen, a dreamer, a freshman and an introverted jerk.
Eddie tended to drift into whatever jobs were available that would pay the rent, and that often led to him living some of the craziest stories you could ever hope to hear. (Reads: unavailable)
People oft blessed with good fortune hardly ever manage to recognize it’s true value, for only those unsuspectingly favored by fortune know it’s true worth. (Reads: unavailable)
It’s because lying helps me to get over the truth. It’s because when I lie about something, I can actually pretend things aren’t what they really are, and for a moment or two, I can actually forget this joke. (Reads: unavailable)