Definately want to think of a way to get it over with but I have no idea how to do it.
Not gonna tell anyone anymore either. No one who reads this really knows me.
I feel trapped, I feel like trapped potential. Potential for the greatness I hope to achieve, by a dying memory and a lack of money.
And once those memories die, my true self will as well.
I love how they want to ******** me over in ever which way.
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The Reminiscience of the Wanderer
Uh hi.
The man in black fled across the desert, and the gunslinger followed.
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