Saturday, November 13

This is a test

I sort of despise writing in English just because I don't have "diacritice".

Frank obliged me to make a promise, no, it's actually a whole commitment. I'm suppose... I'm not suppose to tell. His return home depends on some fair conditions which encourage me to question my mental health. Especially because I completely disagree with some of them. I guess the absurdity of being against oneself is proportional with Frank's existence.
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