I breathe passion. That's how I'm. I don't know another way of living. Everything is extreme for me. When I laugh, I laugh till my stomach aches. If I cry, you can expect an ocean of tears. If I love, I eat love, I drink love, I sleep love, I become the love. And don't you dare to make me hate you. If you do that, you will be the last person alive on this planet except me and yet I won't look at you eye in the eye. This is how I perceive life. I don't know any shackles that can bind me. No one can control me. Whatever I do, I'm in it.Am I being crazy? Is it bad to be real? Even though I'm asking these questions, I really don't care for the answers. This is what makes me, ME. I'm not passionate. I'm the passion.
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