It's a new year. It's supposed to be better. And actually, for a while it was. Until right now. I need to stop letting small words blow up into a huge fucking billboard that blocks everything else in my mind. I feel empty. Unloved. Unwanted. Misunderstood. I always say things in this livejournal like, "I need to do this, I need to do that," but I
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