damn these stories

This is a small collection of stories. I like to write in hand, guess I'm just more old school, so this is what I've come up with.

* I apologize for the spelling and grammar, English is my second language (not that I'm very good at grammar in any language at all, hah)


33. 17.

It's so ridiculous. Like, it doesn't even make sense. I don't know what to say when he asks me. "Do you know who you are?" No? Who the hell know who they are. Nobody does. And nobody's ever likely to find out who they are. It's a long search and it's a hard one and it takes a lot of work and effort. And it always ends up to no avail. It doesn't matter in the end. It really fucking doesn't matter. You can't possibly know who you are. Especially not before you die and it won't matter, because who the fuck cares about it except you. Just give up the search now and it'll be fine.

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