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All my cards are close to my chest now.
Nobody reads LJ anymore, right? So, I'm safe, right? Good.
I am keeping all my secrets to me. Because really, what the hell does anyone know about me to try to help? You can't help me, what do you even know about me?
So I'm sinking again, gladly and miserably at the same time. I'm disappearing with the faeries. The best part about triggers is all you have to do is apply the slightest amount of pressure and BANG. I'm getting dreamy and light-headed again. I miss this. I'm going to test how strong I am tomorrow, and see just how sneaky I can be. I bet I win. I bet I could always win. I bet if I try hard enough I can win forever.
I went over for the first time in weeks and weeks and weeks. For the first couple months I didn't even notice a slip up, so it's been easier than ever
Tracking tracking tracking. This will be the last search. After this we assume the worst. Look your hardest, she might be gone.