June 2011
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Just flipped through my Livejournal, which I haven’t written in for about a year. Oh my god, I used to write so much. Or rather, I used to babble incessantly about my life and it’s intricacies and how goddamn important every little event was.
Now, I can barely recall what made me so enraged or happy. I see names and can’t connect them to faces. I see the inner workings of past...
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