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Funny. This is my only outlet. I'm too scared to bother anyone. And by the time anyone who reads this cares, I'll be over it.
I feel so sick. Still. And to top it all off, one of my muses feels utterly heartbroken and I can't figure out why. He's the only I can get out and he's starting to seem uncharacteristically depressed. What's stranger is that I don't want him to just go away and I feel horrible. I have no idea what to do or how to fix it or if I even want to. Wish I could sleep. Maybe I should just let myself cry, but I don't really want to.
I almost miss people caring about shit I say in here, and then I remember that nobody really did in the first place. I find that funny. Jess, if you read this, that last doesn't apply to you.
I feel so sick. Still. And to top it all off, one of my muses feels utterly heartbroken and I can't figure out why. He's the only I can get out and he's starting to seem uncharacteristically depressed. What's stranger is that I don't want him to just go away and I feel horrible. I have no idea what to do or how to fix it or if I even want to. Wish I could sleep. Maybe I should just let myself cry, but I don't really want to.
I almost miss people caring about shit I say in here, and then I remember that nobody really did in the first place. I find that funny. Jess, if you read this, that last doesn't apply to you.