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ned - 11.09.2011
chapter 1. ; 11. rujan 2011 23:51:00

'I've never been much of a writer, really. I haven't written poetry nor my essays were published in the school newspaper during my high school years. Even though I've seemed friendly enough to have many friends, only a couple of them ended up as real ones.
I'm not your pathetic little hero which you will pity at the beginning and end up loving at the end. That's part of some bed night story.
I'm more of an anti-hero, actually. Count all the phobias you have. Done? Good. Now count all the phobias your best friend has got. And all the ones that belong to your mum. And your brother and sister.
So, how many are there?
Probably not much more than all the ones that possess me.
If you don’t have any, then consider yourself lucky. Because I’m a living proof that fear can be the true leader of your own life.'

misli confused u 11. rujan 2011 23:51:00 | 0 komentara

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