i remember when this empty box used to be reassuring. i remember my boldness as i typed and typed endlessly, mindtofingerstokeystoyou. and now i wonder why i bother. why i ever thought my words worth breathing life into. i suppose at one time or another, they served as a therapy of sorts and that made sense (made me make sense). but now i am happy(
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