autobiography

I wrote a book about me
                                 ...when it was finished 
                                                                ...I couldn't separate fact from friction
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George Avatar
December 7, 2025 at 7:36 PM
Sometimes we repeatedly tell somethings about ourselves and finally we are unable to tell if those things were fact or fiction. That happens. I can relate to your experience.
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December 1, 2025 at 5:30 AM
Rut ro, I remember my Father once opened my bedroom door (I was in the 12th grade) and said, "CayCay, lie to people all you want but when you go to bed at night, you better tell yourself the truth", and he shut the door. Obviously, this took me there. Then, for fact vs fiction, there's the age thing, did that happen, was it just in pictures, have I got it right? Another enjoyable read this morning. Thank you. CayCay
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