Journal of the Different One
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Last published Mon, Jul 17, 2017
Most of this story is completely true. It's your job to figure out what seems real. But You'll never know if you're right. For all you know, it's all true or it's all fake. And it could go on forever.
What can you relate to? Can you relate to any of it? I'm sure you can. It's just a matter of finding out who you are. And I guess that's really what this story is about isn't it?
Disclaimer: This is a story of the hurt. Not for the faint of heart. Don't say I didn't warn you.
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