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its sunday.
im in saint paul.
i feel kinda sorta really pretty miserable.
i don't know why.
i just think i am trapped and i have a strong dislike for this feeling. maybe it is because i am being drawn in and i really don't want that at all. but i can't help myself. why would i actually resist this as much as i am. well. either way. im putting up a fight to my feelings and telling them not to exist. i think thats pretty smart right now. i have my guard up. probably a bit too much, but it is there.
im in saint paul.
i feel kinda sorta really pretty miserable.
i don't know why.
i just think i am trapped and i have a strong dislike for this feeling. maybe it is because i am being drawn in and i really don't want that at all. but i can't help myself. why would i actually resist this as much as i am. well. either way. im putting up a fight to my feelings and telling them not to exist. i think thats pretty smart right now. i have my guard up. probably a bit too much, but it is there.