It's almost like I can't control it.
Yet, I don't care enough to.
For once in my life, I'm, well, fine. I'm not deeply upset about anything, when I usually am. I'm still alone, but it's alright. I can keep myself busy.
I've been losing contact with people who used to be the walls that kept me up. It's sad because it's me that's not trying to makes
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