It has been a few years. It has been a lifetime. And I might not worthy to be read, but I'm writing one anyway. For my own sake. For my own therapeutic sessions. To rekindle the past and to path the paveway to the future.
Call me narcissistic, call me unpatriotic. But I'm honest, blunt, and true to the world and to myself.
You may not like it. You may judge me afterward. I don't care. Because I don't belong to you and I'm entitled to define my own notions of rights, wrongs, pains, and joys.
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