Through a Glass Dimly, If you were someone else, would you be friends with you? Why or why not?… The wording of that question bothers me. Eh, whatever. You know what I mean.

If you were someone else, would you be friends with you? Why or why not?... The wording of that question bothers me. Eh, whatever. You know what I mean.

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I don’t know, honestly. There are things about me that I’d love about another me (literary discussions, character deconstructions, off-the-wall silliness,) but things that I do that are so decidedly me that it would be really off-putting to see someone else doing them.

I have been told time and time again, that I’m going to meet someone who is just as intellectually crazy as I am, we’ll fall madly in love, and connect to a point where we’d be able to communicate with nothing but glances… That both interests and terrifies me to no end; thinking that there might be someone out there who “gets” me on such a level… especially when I’ve worked as hard as I have in order to remain as ambiguous as I have in the eyes of those who know me.

All in all, I have to find out how I feel about me before I figure out how I feel about another me! =D

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