My friend Julia said that I-- I couldn't run away hard enough. She's right. I run and I... I find secret doors-- Whether I'm alone or in a group, it doesn't matter. I--Like, I'm here. I'm in this amazing place. I have literal magic in my life and I'm still running. I'm still this person that I f*cking hate.
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