Album: Pablo Honey
Had a thought today: I'm not pretty, not smart, definitely not funny, and have no abilities or talent whatsoever to speak of; so exactly what kinda career can I possibly have?
Guess all I want is to find something I like doing, and do it best as I could.
(Also, in reaction to certain ... doctrine ... inculcated since childhood, to strive to be as ugly as I can manage - I don't think that's entirely bizarre at all.)
Maybe I can be a professional wallflower or doormat.
That's a thought ...
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