A staggering amount of myself is making myself believe that I need to continue to explain and place words together and understand for the sake of legitimacy and honesty.
Honesty.
Now there's something that hasn't been able to just leave my house like a good house guest. I don't blame it either, it's a nice feeling. But who am I really, when I think these cookies are a nice feeling.
Alright, I'll do it. I'll keep the words coming more frequently. I will tell the story, and show the world how I see the world. I mean, that's what it's always been about in the first place, hasn't it?
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