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[dramatorama]

Oh man. I can't, I just can't. There's bells clanging in my head, each bang and smash and clatter swings a fat slap of disgust (level ??? Death - please come quickly) at everything I do & say & am; no one is kind enough to tell me to stop in time to save face & hide before the inevitable humiliation. You're shit, the voice says: you have no true

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[rionaleonhart]

Are you all right? Are you just experimenting with writing, or do you need help? (Or both?) If there's something I can do, let me know.

[dramatorama]

All is good, thank you. I am trying to write something every day, unfortunately i was mostly very tired & channelling bad feelings yesterday. So it goes. No worries though, it's about remembering it not living it. I will probably get rid of it tbh, it's a bit um teenage