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I wear black cardigans, verbally assault women, and physically assault my friends.
When I look in the mirror, I can't help but say "戦い, 戦い" (which means fight fight in american.)
I grew my hair out long because I don't care so now I have to wear it in a bun and I don't care what people think so shut the ♥♥♥♥ up Hange.
I always leave an open wound on my hand, and go out of my way to show it to everyone so they are reminded that I am in control.
When I see dogs being taken on walks I get mad at them for not being free like I am.
I can't have sex with my girlfriend anymore without forcing her to dress up as Mikasa or Historia, both of whom remind me of Armin.
When I order fast food, I refuse to call them french fries and insist on calling them freedom fries.
I just keep moving forward, until my enemies are destroyed.
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