*grabs a blanket, wrapping it around her shoulders trying to get warm. she takes a quick sip of her hot chocolate, then sets it back on her desk, a naked shoulder falling out from under the blanket. She blinks once, twice, three times before rubbing her cheek against the shoulder and opening up her journal. She starts to type...*I can't sleep for
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Im always trying to help people with their own problems, when really I need help myself.
I know how that is.
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Yea, I think sometimes, we help others because we want to hide whats really wrong with us...it took me a while to realize that.
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....I need to go wash my clothes now...
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