message someone I didn't know personally, talking to strangers on the phone, starting new things I don't fully grasp yet, I turn into a crying blanket owl.
The older I get, I realize my memory fades each passing year. Now it's just fragmented blips I hold onto. So why not archive what I can while I still remember. Be it events in my life or just ideas pertaining to myself. Will I be a open book or one big lie.
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