Outta Sight, Outta Mind
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In all honesty, I don't know what I'm doing with this. Maybe I'm being dramatic, or maybe I just need to write something down to feel better. Either way, I feel that whether this becomes a story or some stupid diary log, I'll just feel better knowing I can write down something. I won't be using my real name in this, but I will apply my real mindset.
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