For All the Wrong Reasons
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It doesn't matter how I start it, the story remains the same.
It doesn't matter which person narrative I try it in;
It doesn't matter which tense I put it in;
It doesn't matter if I omit out all the important people from it;
It doesn't matter if I'm the only one alive in the whole world in my story;
The story remains the fucking same.
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