Nineteen. So many things I wanna say, but my hands aren't quick enough and there aren't enough words in the world to describe what I'm feeling sometimes.
But I believe I've gotta keep writing for the sake of my sanity. I just want to write.
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Rosie064475
May 24, 2022 07:46AM
Just spend about an hour or so rereading all my comments backwards and going down memory lane on my bathroom floor. It’s bittersweet. Also, I realized I’d like to relive the month of April of 2017.View all Conversations
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