F R I E N D S O N L Y
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masterlistmy only purpose in writing is for a personal gain really. i only do what i do to better my skills rather than to seek acknowledgement. there come days where i feel satisfied with my work, and other days when i reflect back on everything with a sigh of "what was i even thinking?" call it tedioius, call it crazy, but it's those days where i take a step back and breathe; an exhalation of relief with a mix of frustration, because, hell i'll probably never reach that satisfaction i want from my stories. writing is an outlet of inspiration and imagination, everyone has the freedom of speech and expression, so why not use it to ones advantage? And as of late, I frequently ask myself this, what do you see when you look into a mirror?
the answer seems simple enough. but is it really?
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