Just a depressed kid's monologue
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Last published Thu, Jan 20, 2022
This is mostly a rant about that one guy with some extras about my general thoughts on men in general, friends, family, anxiety, stress and a sprinkle of mental illness. This is basically my diary. I have no idea why I'm posting it but I like my writing so I guess that's a reason.
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