i jus thought of some shit i want to happen in one of my book ans it was so sad it made me wanna cry
or maybbe im jus a big squishy idiot w too many feelings
idk
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my crappy, existential thoughts dump
Randomnote from the far future, in much better times; consider this book a diary, an archive, a live day by day biography- of the lowest point of my life so far. draw entertainment from it, by all means, but take it as a warning, of all the bad that comes...
