Don't you fucking know what you are?

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I don't know about me. I live my life, I do what's right, I brush and floss and drink 8 glasses of water a day. I do what I'm supposed to. But doing what you should can be less than satisfying. I don't know what it is, if I want a life of infamy or debauchery or just more pictures hanging on my walls in perfectly spaced groups. Something is missing, something has always been missing. I hate saying it because that means I'm 27 and I'm still not all together and by this point shouldn't I be? It's such bullshit, really. I'll just keep going, and maybe someday that need that won't be defined will be met and everything will be golden.

. . . the characters in my novels are my own unrealized possibilities. That is why I am equally fond of them and equally horrified by them. . . . - Milan Kundera