Letters to Life
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Última publicación mar, jun 2, 2015
I didn't write this for you. I wrote this for me. I wrote this to get myself out of my head. I wrote this to release my questions and my thoughts and my notions and everything inside me that I hate having there. I wrote this series of letters as a diary of sorts, to separate parts of my life that all make up the world I call mine. Read it. Or don't. I really don't care. Because I didn't write this for you. I wrote this for me.
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