i was on the phone with one of my good friends.
she was helping get me back to reality, likening trying to come back down to earth like an alcoholic is addicted to drinking. i realised i am addicted to being sad. like if i'm sad enough, my mother will come back. like if i'm not sad anymore that means she's really gone.
i'm:
*$115 behind in rent. that'
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