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I hate the colour green, I like noise so loud I can't hear my own heart beat. I like rain, especially if I am within it with my eyes closed and the only feeling is of being alone. I hate people, I do not like crowds and I barely tolerate meat dishes.

I like cats, I miss feeling connected to something important. I feel raw and angry all the time, I wish I could, no erase that I will.

Carla

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