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[kinky_pleather]

I'm slipping.
downing
in other people's emotion.
and i'm jealous
of their sorrow.
Sick.

everything seems so surreal right now. even the little things like temperature and things i've known all my life.

not that this feeling is a bad thing. it's just.... new. and i don't neccessarily enjoy it.

i wrote a paragraph on my insecurities, but then deleted it. i'd rather not have people know that much about me.

screw it. i don't even care anymore.