April 12, 2026

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To all the versions of mine that were before me..so here I found myself..a girl, just a girl, as I was once called, sitting on my gray folded blanket on my green carpet..back against the side of her wooden bed, hunched over a cardboard box with her notebook on it. Well, technically my brother's notebook cvxx (ops got on the keyboard, oke bye now)

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~.tori.~
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