I think it was the happiest time of my life but I had to stop before I died because otherwise it wasn't fun

This is my face. This is my other face. This is my name. Abracadabra! Wow.

I like boys on swings and girls on skateboards. I like babies in highchairs. I like pharmaceutical medicine wrappers. I like people in hats with big eyebrows. I like people in hats with big eyebrows and big mustaches. I like wearing all my clothes at once. I like people who don't smile. Ever. And I like people who smile. I like hair that goes on and on.

In some ways I love..everything.

It's less of a thing I like. Less distinct, less particular. I like things that I like but I love everything. There's more choice in like. Because even the worst things are things to love.

I love things so much I feel like I could float away.







But that's wrong. I don't understand that very much.

I hate shoes. I hate people who change their voices when they say something important. I hate my thighs. I hate war. I hate silly costumes that cling. I hate invitations. I hate radiators.