If I get to wrapped up in how I have to be, or what I have to do, things gradually get worse and worse.
I never saw any of my dad's stories. My mother said he had piles and piles of manuscripts.
I had my first apartment when I was 16. I got good grades, so my friends would be able to come over to 'study.' We'd party, and they'd cheat off me. Everybody won!
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