I always feel like I'm disappointing someone. I'm sorry if I don't fit into the mold you put me in, but it's your fault for putting me there in the first place. I fit perfectly in my own and I'm happy with who and what I am. It seems like everyone had a different plan for me and they expected that the pink hair, tattoos and jeans and band shirts were a phase I would outgrow. Sorry that I've failed you.
I feel like I've let everyone in my life down, so I guess my Gleek Shirt would say...
FAILURE.
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