everyone has their "thing"
the thing that makes them- them.
something that makes them unique.
whether it's physical.
or something like smarts.
what do i have?
i'm not unique.
i'm just there.
i'm not smart
or talented in any way.
what's my purpose?
what's the point of even being on this earth.
YOU ARE READING
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Randombasically my thoughts put into a little small story. school drama, but with fake names. stuff like that. other times it would just be rants and stuff. cover not mine! all of these will have FAKE names. if your name is on this, it's a misunderstandin...
