The Journal
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Ongoing7m
Last published Sun, Feb 21, 2016
Had you ever thought about how hard it is to maintain the world?
Like it'll take a lot of time to nurture every living thing in the same time? I had thought too..
Seems like we're wrong.
It's very easy actually.
The world is depending on a notebook. This notebook.
Don't believe me? It's okay I won't force you. As long as you can sleep I'm fine with it.
My mother was looking very ill for a couple of days and then she told me about these journals and explained everything to me. And then she gave me this one.
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There's a lot of things wrong with this place. This world. I never really understood it. Never understood why my mom said, "You're gonna change the world someday." Maybe it was better when i didn't understand that. Knowing too much can always get you into trouble. Something i never wanted, something i never asked for....but here we are...
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