Oh yes, this is beautiful. The never-ending winter has come to a halt! I mean, an end. Yes, it's all over. It's 70-some degrees. I'm in my room, on my bed, with the window open. And my shades are up. It's definitely beautiful.
I'm going to try to write a poem about myself for English class.
I'm an extroverted introvert
A cold, bitter romantic
A socializing hermit
An honest liar
I'm a little bit one end of the spectrum
And a little bit of the other
I'm a little bit cynical and a little -
I go about my daily life
As thoughts of you fill my mind
And there ain't a thing I can do about it
So meanwhile I pretend everything is normal
While I wait for you to be a part of my past
And not my future
You are a dead end
You are a movie I know the ending to
You are a pointless remake
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