I fucked up again and accidentally deleted the file share link while transferring my Google Drive to a new iCloud drive. I also lost my journal from five years ago in the move, which I'm pretty sad about, but it was bound to happen eventually. "Let the past die," he says, while diligently reuploading all his TF2 stuff.
I'd really want to remember what I was doing in 2015? I wasn't happy then. I wasn't happy when I made this either so why should I care ? I don't know. I guess I'm afraid of my own mortality. I want someone, somewhere to know I existed. My goal for next year is to become a published author. Maybe if that happens I can take this down and move on with my life.
