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Ironic.

Weren’t my last two blog posts ironic?

The day before yesterday I wrote ‘Anymore’ and yesterday I wrote ‘Anymore, he asks’. ‘Anymore, he asks’ was a sequel to ‘Anymore’ with completely different views. They weren’t planned that way, it just happened to be like that.

Well, everything happens for a reason. Not contemplating the reason because it’s not worth it anymore.

  1. Also, I’ve been reading my blogs from the last week and I’m surprised by my own words. I never usually like what I write, but today was different.

  2. Sometimes, some conversations can really change the way of life.

 
 
 

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