Their stories, their thoughts. The memories. The secrets that lay dormant in their head, waiting to be told. I find it so interesting. Cause I have been through a lot. And I am just fascinated by other’s struggles. Everyone has their own struggle. I love learning about someone’s life. How they came to be the person they are today, why they act or talk the way they do. It’s just very interesting.
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It’s nice to know I actually have some real friends. The ones that just ask if I am okay or how I’ve been. No one really asks, and the fact that they check up on me just shows they actually care. I’m happy to have some real friends left, unlike those fake, two-faced people.
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