How many people I even remember here,how many would remember this Alias,and within those,whom would still have a pointless conversation with me.
From people that forgot me,from people that the memory burdens for my imbecile behavior that was stained on their memories as well,the thousands of pictures and texts I dare not to spend time to see,the feelings,the nostalgic names that are marked in my profile,names that don't go beyond data and yet changed my life,the contradiction between past and present,or rather,between past and the future's past.
P.S. Alpha: If you,who I have hurt and been hurt from,someday reads this,know that I hold those