- it feels like i am getting sick again. my heart aches with the dulling of pieces that never broke away from me. this will be my own fault, i know. but i will not stop until i am happy. oh, how big of a fucking oxymoron can you make up? i won't be happy, but, in my twisted eyes, i will be better. better to be sick and in control. maybe, yes? i
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how have you been?
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