My head is a box filled with nothing

And that's the way I like it.

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I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons . And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel okay about them.

And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad.

Never friendly but always polite. And that's why people dislike me.