My account has no purpose anymore, I don't write falec fiction. I also don't have interest for it anymore. I'm deeply sorry for the ones that wanted updates. But I can't deliver. I've taken an extensive break from this account. But now I can say that, sometimes, people are not meant to have happy endings. And that's sad. I mean I'm sad. If I looked at myself now from when I was starting my account, I would've laughed.
How naive I was back then. How much I've yearned to learn more. But now all I have to say is. I'm brokenly sad. And I can't fix myself, I'm sorry that I couldn't fix myself. I'm sorry.
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REAH'S DIARY
RandomConveying my inner thoughts and feeling, rants, letting go of suppressing feelings and regaining the happiness that I once had.
