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Hey, aaaa you awesome kind frendi dear❤️:”D Thank u for this unexpected wholesome investigation!

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

Coffee mugs all the way! Tho if I could choose from anything I’d drink any beverage ever from an old (we had those when I was a kid and I got to keep one for myself but wow surprise every single one of them is broken at this point), uh what are those, mulled wine mugs? Like the ones that are glass but they have that metallic golden-y decorative handle sleeve around them? Ah.

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups?

Uh soda bottles or glass cups I guess? I gotta say I don’t drink that much soda anymore

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day?

I’ve always been terrible with eating breakfast (OR, an alternative theory: I just eat it super early before even falling asleep and call it a midnight snack for bluff), so the average one would be a cup of coffee. Or three. But if I try to (as I really should do more, my meds work apparently super differently when taken on an empty stomach vs when not, so ehhh), it’s likely to be bread or a smoothie. Or leftover diner. Or a protein shake chugged down like an anime protagonist with their toast as I run to a buss to school in 5pm. Breakfast as a concept does not mostly exist for me when I’m not with people ok

47. favorite type of cheese?

I was raised on all parmesan diet, ahh camembert, feta & mozzarella obviously, idk what the name was but this one damn good strong dence chili cheese I & my brother kept nibbling trough the entire christmas last year.

58. four talents you’re proud of having?

Talents, huh? Uhh I can move my eyebrows wickedly, I’m a fast sprinter for someone this short legged who hasn’t properly trained it, bullshitting school essays that sound smarter than I am, at times I make on point guesses about the future.

88. your greatest wish?

Asdfghjk sorry but this is rude, I’m too gemini moon libra rising to give just one answer on this. So I’ll say it’s the certain encompassing thing I can’t articulate but can form in my head into something I compulsively repeat in my head most of the times I see a shooting star or the clock strikes 11:11 or I blow an eyelash off a friends finger. 

h e y thank you!:’D

this is a poemy poem, allright

in my mind's imagination

there's an infestation

throwing my hands up in the air

sometimes I feel like back when you told me

"wild thing breakin' my back

just to know your name”