sick and tired of people telling me I'm a certain way, based on their fucking projections. and when I try to defend myself they refuse to hear it. when I explain why I did what I did, that can't possibly be the reason. Everyone has put me in a box in their head. a box that often is wrong, but I'm in that box. I don't know why I fucking bother. I'm fine with being in a box, but let me explain things first. don't tell me that I'm wrong or a liar, when you aren't in my head.
Perfectly robust chickens Run laps a lot Pee on the garden Leap over fences Cock is a word for rooster Hen is a type of chicken? Kit kats are good Nice chickens don't belong in the Zoo