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There’s one thing that’s quite dominant about my memories. That one thing has lots of different names I could call it. “I was close to my family as child” or “I spent most of my free time reading books” or “I focused on my studies when I was younger”. Those statements, while all true, areContinue reading “Trust.”

I’m not writing this for you. Not for you either. This is just to please my sad excuse of an free loader. It’s sad really. I can’t even slack off properly. Maybe I should just stop before I screw myself up again with trying to be a better person. That’s what I do best. ScrewContinue reading “Hello.”