I still feel like I was betrayed somehow. That I was trapped into feeling the impact of his death and trapped into not getting to do anything about it.
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A personal blog.
My Personal Blog
The Long Story
I named this blog after my favorite fruit. It's a place to pour out my shifting feelings and short-lived obsessions. Childish feelings and obsessions. I haven't got a 'niche' or a particular subject of interest to write about. I write just about everything I see, feel and think. I'm 16, studying - highschool. I like reading, watching films, drawing and my laptop. The Short Story
It's a diary.
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