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I'm going to have to put up with this forever. Hundreds of years of awkward meetings and stuff that I really don't want to go through, but it's not like I have a choice. No wonder Adam's a little off. I'm going to go nuts sooner or later. God, I'm not even twenty and I'm losing it. I'm going to be like five hundred and have fifty cats.
[a few idle doodles, like trees and flowers or something]
... I don't even know how to treat Nathan. He's not a bad guy. He's... trying. I just want to go home. Mom, dad, Lyle, West... if I could go home, at least I could try to make things better. Here, I just sit and I hate that. So much.
But I don't want to lose my friends here, either. I've... never really had people that get me so well.
... but either way, I'm going to lose them eventually.
Maybe thinking about this will drive me crazy. Ugh.