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the author

I am…
 
probably less complicated than I appear to be.
confused much of the time.
lonely.
honest to the point of it being unhealthy.
afraid to not be loved.
an epimp.
scared of real women.
insecure, selfdoubting, and feel ugly most days.
a father.
a son.
a brother.
a friend, but not always a good one.
broken.
rebuilding.
afraid of flying.
not very good at yoga.
a Guitar Hero.
sometimes a doormat and sometimes an iron portcullis with a drawbridge and moat.
sexually frustrated.
desperate to improve my life.
afraid to smile too much.
not a poet, but I like to pretend I am.
not a scholar, but I can fake it pretty well.
better with people than I like to think.
not who I was two months ago.
hungry.
Walin.

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