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I talk too much, I rarely listen. I take too much, I give too little. I promise too much, I do almost none of it. I get too angry a bit too fast at pretty much nothing. I put too high expectations on everyone and myself, especially. I'm detrimental. Sometimes I tend to be a bit delusional, and at other times, too realistic. This is me today, and I am not the same person I was yesterday, nor would I be anything I am today, tomorrow. I don't know who I'd be tomorrow, or even the next hour, and I can only promise you that much. Take me as I am, or you can make the choice of leaving. That would be a sad thing, really, but I'm pretty sure I can give a try at living and being myself still.