I hate beginings, everytime something begins you always know it's gonna end, albeit sooner or later. January the 12th marks the beginning of my adventure. God knows when and what the end of it will be. Theres an impending sense of freedom but its mixed with fear. im holding on to the familar, reliving my memories desperately, cherishing the moments i have with each friend, each sister, each person.
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