like shitty shit shit shitter shit.

Don't ask me. Don't think about it.

I don't want to talk about it.

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Received an email back from my mentor and I'm afraid to reply.

She asked a lot of hard questions.

I have no answers.

The only answers I can think of are bullshit.
I know that they're just filling space. They're not really what I want to say.

Or maybe it's more that they're not what I want to hear.

Which is silly because I'm already hearing it anyways. ( Read more... )

Yup, that's right. I wrote it.

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