All my cards are close to my chest now.
Nobody reads LJ anymore, right? So, I'm safe, right? Good.
I am keeping all my secrets to me. Because really, what the hell does anyone know about me to try to help? You can't help me, what do you even know about me?
So I'm sinking again, gladly and miserably at the same time. I'm disappearing with the faeries.
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