B for Breaking
There's a lot of things that go through my mind when I stop to think.
I realize that I will grow old. I will cease to exist one day. Forgotten. Gone.
But before that, my parents will grow old and ultimately die at some point.
I don't want things to come to an end. I do!mt want to move with time. I want things to stay how they are forever.
I don't think I can handle their deaths well. I can't even imagine the future. Everytime I thjnm about the future, I come up with a blank. As if there was none for me.
I am afraid.
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DiversosStruggles. Excuses. Problems. Issues. Random shit. Something we all can relate. Essentially a vent book or a way to put everything in writing Plus thoughts and some theories. (beware cringe and teen stuff until you get to the recent ones) Some part...
