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I have problems, I'll admit that.

But I don't like attention.

Maybe it's because attention doesn't like me.

I've never really done anything like this.

My thoughts don't flow.

They are a string of jumbled mess and it doesn't translate well to paper.

I think the only reason I'm doing this is cause there is no one to talk to.

So, I'll speak to the only thing that listens.

The paper.

-a girl

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