Um. There isn't much to say, I suppose. Just that I stare at blank entries and wonder -- how can I track my life according to these inconsistent little blurbs I write that can't describe even half of what I feel? Words limit me.
7 months, you. Going on 8. Strange -- these things.
Leave replies. I don't care what it says. I just ... need
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