To Who I Am
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Ongoing25m
Last published Sun, Jul 12, 2015
This is me in words. It's not a story or pages of useless ranting. It's what I feel, what I think in the hours of class only my mind can escape. Because isn't escape what we live for? I just want it to exist somewhere. Here in these parts... Read on if you care about what the world means to me...:)
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