Wow, 6 months turned into 2 years that quick. The 14 year old me is not impressed, 16 year old me is scared.
Update, 17 year old me is haunted. (But at least I grew the balls to publish something)
Update, I'm 18, I don't know where the fuck my literary knowledge went.
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