Life's about being yourself. Except if you're a pedophile. Because even if you're naturally inclined that way, you shouldn't and if you do there's a special circle of hell awaiting you. (It's the one where you star in a never-ending donkey show, perv!) (At least I hope. I do hope child molesters are raped by donkeys in their afterlives. I hope that doesn't make me a bad person.)
But forget about the pedos. Back to my original post. The more I trip along this life, the more I realize that the more you just be yourself, the better your life will turn out. (I hope. I mean, for me, it's early yet- but I think my words will hold true.) Who are your friends? The ones who know you best. Your family? Your relatives and super close friends who have always stood by you. Your acquaintances? Those who's company you enjoy, but neither of you make an effort to see each other- if it's easy, than cool, but if not, whatever.
Even though being myself in the job I'm in right now might not be the best idea, I think it's the best I can be. And it keeps me from being terribly depressed. So being yourself? I think it's a win-win.
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