Here's To Us.
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How the fuck am I supposed to remain silent, and also be my own person?
Here's to the dumb shit that I cannot finish writing, might as well make a book pertaining all of my short stories, rants, and poems.
Here's to belonging somewhere whether you're socially awkward, completely lacking in one area or another, happy, or just angry.
Here's to us.
Feel free to leave your own short stories, personal experiences, relationship stories, or even random shit that makes you laugh in the comments. Doesn't even have to be about the story.
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