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I'm such a wreck. Nothing is making sense to me. My life is was rather contradictory. At least, I think it was.
The memories that are returning to me make no sense. More than just my odd eye. I'm not quite comfortable to discuss it openly yet. My brother? I had a brother, I remember. At some point, not always. I think we were the same age, or about so.
Things happened that don't make sense.
My own memories are confusing me more than clarifying anything. But it's frustrating to think about it, so I try to ignore it. As hard as I try, though, I still get headaches when I'm not focusing on other things.
The mind loves to wander.
[ooc: strikes are still readable]
The memories that are returning to me make no sense. More than just my odd eye. I'm not quite comfortable to discuss it openly yet. My brother? I had a brother, I remember. At some point, not always. I think we were the same age, or about so.
Things happened that don't make sense.
My own memories are confusing me more than clarifying anything. But it's frustrating to think about it, so I try to ignore it. As hard as I try, though, I still get headaches when I'm not focusing on other things.
The mind loves to wander.
[ooc: strikes are still readable]