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[catacombss]

it's strange, how one can be surrounded by so many people, but how they can still feel so lonely. in other words, the golden age is long gone now and i'm ready for the summer to come back again. or at least, for there to be some form of freedom to keep me sane. knowing what to think lately has been difficult, and so on, and so on.

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[lactaid]

i am lonely, too.