Up until the age of around 10, I had a real problem remembering what year it was. I would constantly head my papers things like September 4, 1994 when it was actually 1996. The strange thing was that I would always know what month and day it was... but years escaped me. What does that say about me
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i used to be like that, now im just the oposite. I ignore my feelings and do anything but what makes me happy because its too difficult to find what makes me happy, and while my feelings are still present, my opinions died sometime ago.
what im saying is atleast you have a strong enough self to stay yourself.
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Love,
Ry
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Love,
Foster.
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