The italics are thoughts, unless they are in the middle of dialogue. It starts a little abruptly, but please bare with me.
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She collapsed, falling to the ground even as she desperately clutched the window sill. Not now. She thought silently, forcing her words to remain unspoken. Oh please, not now. I've barely started to live. But she knew it didn't matter. Her existence had a single purpose. To make her father stop denying what he knew to be true. He was beginning to accept. She was beginning to die. Her life of feeling, of freedom, had only started two weeks ago. She had only been living, breathing, ea
I exist as a person. I spend a lot of time on the internet. I KNOW THINGS. I DON'T KNOW A LOT MORE. I LEARN DAILY.
Sarcasm and jokes aside, I like to write, and write mostly poetry. I should warn you I am outspoken and opinionated, but I do my best to avoid fighting over it, and to respect everyone's opinions.
ALSO: PLEASE DON'T THANK ME FOR THE FAV. YOU'RE WELCOME. I THOUGHT YOUR WORK WAS LOVELY. OR FUNNY. OR HAUNTING. OR COOL. SO YOU'RE WELCOME. BUT IT ISN'T NECESSARY TO THANK ME. YOU'RE WELCOME