You asked me what I wanted my future to be.
I wanted to be a writer. My mum sort of... Pushed me into
that direction from the time I was able to read.
She supported me, encouraged me, bought me my first journal...
And then she died. And I can't see myself being a writer anymore.
That was something that we shared. I know that you think that you brought
all of this bad stuff into my life but my life already had it. I was buried in it.
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