This is me. But that's also me. But, wait, that over there is me too. This is me, that is me, even all the way over there, see that one? That's me too. We make up an us, of which is me. Sorry. I guess I must be confusing you.
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I have marked this story as "completed" but I don't know if it will ever actual be complete. This is my journal, my secrets, my thoughts. This is The Diary of Me.