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i have every intention of having something to say. i just don't know how to say it right now because i don't know what it is. i worry about the consequences of everything. the weight of it. maybe i'm trying to compensate for my carelessness. i don't know exactly, but i do know that it isn't working and hasn't been. and that no matter how hard i try, i can't push the pieces into the empty holes, they don't fit and everything is broken.