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Dear whatever, Or is it whoever? I don't know, I'm not a writer anyways. Hi, I'm Arielle, but please call me A, I'm sick of hearing my name, or anyname actually, it just bothers me that I'm not actually as special as they'd want me to believe. Who's they? Oh, I don't know, everyone? Society? Whatever, so I guess I should tell you what this is about, eh? I'm writing this so I have something to leave behind, some sort of purpose to stay here, in this world, in this reality. I guess another reason is so that people can understand me? Or anyone like me I guess. To know what goes on in my mind. This will be officially started on June 4, 2017, my birthday, and will end on June 4, 2018. Whatever happens to this book, I promise myself that I won't delete it. If anyone actually bothers reading this, leave comments and suggestions or questions to get mentioned in the next chapter. I will be posting daily, but word count and time posted may vary. May 29, 2017 Monday 11:11 PM Signing off, AConcluída
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T̥ͦh̥ͦi̥ͦs̥ͦ i̥ͦs̥ͦ t̥ͦr̥ͦḁͦs̥ͦh̥ͦ. ᏁöböᎠᎽ ᎳᎥᏞᏞ ᏢᏒöbᎪbᏞᎽ ᏒᎬᎪᎠ öᏒ ᏞööᏦ ᎪᏆ ᏆhᎥs buᏆ mᎬh, Ꮃhö ÇᎪᏒᎬs? Ꭵ ᎠöᏁ'Ꮖ. ŦҤł$ ł$ M¥ ÐƦẠ₩ł₦Ġ BØØƙ ₩ҤẸƦẸ ł PỤŦ $ØMẸ Ø₣ M¥ ÐƦẠ₩ł₦Ġ$ Ạ₦Ð ƦẠ₦ÐØM $ҤłŦ$ ₣ØƦ $ҤłŦ$ Ạ₦Ð ĠłĠĠŁẸ$. ɨ ṭǟƙɛ ʀɛզʊɛֆṭֆ աɛṭɦɛʀ ɨṭ ɮɛ ǟռ օƈ օʀ ǟ ƈɦǟʀǟƈṭɛʀ օʀ ʝʊֆṭ ƈօʍքʟɛṭɛʟʏ ʀǟռɖօʍ ɮʊṭ ɨ'ʍ ɮʊɨֆʏ ƙɨռɖǟ ɮʊɨֆʏ ֆօʍɛṭɨʍɛֆ ֆօ ɨ'ʍ ʝʊֆṭ ɢօռռǟ ֆṭǟʏ ɖɛṭɛʀʍɨռɛɖ ǟռɖ ɖօ ʍʏ ɮɛֆṭ. Ԁọṅ'ṭ ɞє ṡһʏ, ṭһåṭ ṡһıṭ ẇọṅ'ṭ ɢєṭ ʏọȗ åṅʏẇһєŗє. T͙h͙e͙r͙e͙'s͙ g͙o͙i͙n͙g͙ t͙o͙ b͙e͙ c͙u͙s͙s͙i͙n͙g͙ h͙e͙r͙e͙ a͙n͙d͙ t͙h͙e͙r͙e͙. ı'ĿĿ åĿṡọ ƿȗṭ ṡıṅғȗĿ Ԁŗåẇıṅɢṡ һєŗє åṅԀ ṭһєŗє 'ċåȗṡє ı'ṃ å ṡıṅṅєŗ.... probably.. քɦօᏆօɢʀǟքɦɨɛֆ ǟʀɛ ǟᏆ ǟ ʀǟռɖօʍ ƈɦǟքᏆɛʀֆ ֆօ ɢօօɖ ʟʊƈᏦ ʄɨռɖɨռɢ Ꮖɦɛʍ. S꙰o꙰ y꙰e꙰a꙰h꙰ /̤̈/̤̈T̤̈Ḧ̤Ï̤S̤̈ S̤̈Ḧ̤Ï̤T̤̈ Ï̤S̤̈ R̤̈Ä̤N̤̈D̤̈Ö̤M̤̈ B̤̈T̤̈Ẅ̤/̤̈/̤̈ ~H⃟i⃟y⃟o⃟r⃟i⃟Concluída
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Just an online journal of my personal thoughts . No, I am not suicidal. No, I am not depressed. Just introverted, and I trap feelings in more than I'm supposed to .. So I let them out here.Concluída
If Bats Didn't Use Waves
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An Outlet: Part 2
This piece of writing is mostly for myself. I want this to act as my journal. I've always tried to see life from others' perspective. I think it's time to see it from mine. This can act as a rough draft of my life. If you're very nosy and want to know how someone else lives the real life, feel free to read it. It's raw, it's unfinished, it's my outlet. Part 2.Concluída
Dear whatever, Or is it whoever? I don't know, I'm not a writer anyways. Hi, I'm Arielle, but please call me A, I'm sick of hearing my name, or anyname actually, it just bothers me that I'm not actually as special as they'd want me to believe. Who's they? Oh, I don't know, everyone? Society? Whatever, so I guess I should tell you what this is about, eh? I'm writing this so I have something to leave behind, some sort of purpose to stay here, in this world, in this reality. I guess another reason is so that people can understand me? Or anyone like me I guess. To know what goes on in my mind. This will be officially started on June 4, 2017, my birthday, and will end on June 4, 2018. Whatever happens to this book, I promise myself that I won't delete it. If anyone actually bothers reading this, leave comments and suggestions or questions to get mentioned in the next chapter. I will be posting daily, but word count and time posted may vary. May 29, 2017 Monday 11:11 PM Signing off, A
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