This whole account and the mutuals I've befriended in this app is a WHOLE time capsule for me. My flaws and growth are on here for ALL to read, that has been haunting me. I was such'd an influenced lonely kid with no filter, relaying emotionally on fiction. Even my abandoned account from another mobile that uses my sister's alternate email, I cannot help but feel empathetic I resort making and consuming those kinds of content from just being here in the internet.
I'm glad I grow out of that as at that time I've been going through a lot that shouldn't even be out in the open. But that's what would happen when a quiet child was given access to blog and unable to express how she'd be.
Any teenagers growing up should be allowed and able to express their unresolved conflicting thoughts. They'll explode somewhere.
I have the most impulsive digital foot print, especially here. And I'm not proud of it than feel pity for who I was, what headspace I've shown 'nd been through for anyone to see, and the way I've treated people.
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