The Stupid Things I Do
I realized today that the things I remember most are the stupid things I do or say. Many of them are on complete accident. I think about these memories every night. I need to stop. They make me feel like the biggest idiot in the world. It’s always the most simple objects that remind me of it. When I see a ball, it instantly reminds me of the time I ran to kick a ball and I fell on my face. The only good thing about them is that I make sure I never do them again. They tought me to be careful, but not to be so careful that I don’t have fun. These memories made me who I am and I love that. Flaws make you unique.
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