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I would likely not make a good actor because I want credit for being interesting enough as myself.
If I wanted to feel sad, I had data for it.
Writing about yourself for the internet means pulling off little pieces of your body and letting them walk around without you. You have to let them go, and when you meet them again, you might not like them anymore.
My friends left, the flowers died, I drank all the wine. Nothing survives me, but nothing is designed to. Everyone is just a visitor here, even me. Still, I welcome the tourists.
