I'm disappearing on January 2, 2026. I'm spending my last days embracing the world around me as my last farewell. I'll miss this life but I know I'll serve a good purpose elsewhere. I don't see a future for myself anymore—most of the things I want to achieve were molded by people's expectations. I wasn't born into this world to be myself at all but to sustain expectations. And I've always wanted that to end. I'm leaving soon. I'm afraid, but, here I am. I'm ready for tomorrow.
anonymousSchool December 14, 2025 at 10:00 am00
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anonymous 9 hours ago