The Stories We Tell And The Ones We Don’t

The Stories We Tell And The Ones We Don’t

I write selfishly. I comfort myself with my own words so that I don’t have to wait for someone else to ask me how I am feeling or what I am thinking. I don’t write so that after I am gone, people will remember me. I write so that I can remember me while I’m still here.

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