Someone once asked me "what do you love?" Everyone should be asked this question several times in their life. "What do you love?" What makes you happy. What you really love, not just like, or accept; not just "ok." There's a difference between rattling off a list of good things and a list of your personal best things. Sometimes the things we love are people, sometimes not. Sometimes there are people who are every one's favorites, sometimes we're no one's favorite. And sometimes we just shouldn't care.
So I've thought about it, and my favorite's list is still non-existent. I just don't know yet. I like a lot of things, I love a few more, and I dislike more than them both combined.
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