Ah yes, the late night rants of a girl still somewhat depressed. Fighting the loneleness behind her chest. Much work to do, fewer time to finish, yet still no progress, no real beginnings. Longing for a comforting one, who will release distress. Fears of sleep, cold and alone, and wakeing up again to new unknowns. Sick of helping sick of careing.
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...but what, pray tell, do u mean by awe-inspiring
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