The oddest of people, the ones you never expect, offer you something even the closest ones can't. A person I have't even talked to in ages suddenly made me see something. Maybe the past remains the past, and what happend maynever happen again, but..there's a trace, theres that hope that one person can bring, even if..they're not the same person they used to be. Words of wisdom were told by an drunken mishap of a teenager's life that brought me to appreciate who and what I am. I can't believe snails literally showed me the path.
Rabbling on, I confess II dont know who I am, what I will be, but I know that doesn't matter. I dont what matters either, but maybe happiness will lead me somewhere.
Journalism, awesomely-formed structured..here I come!
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