I don't blame you. There's nothing to do. I can't cry when I need to. Every time I think I found it, I am wrong. It's a habit just being dramatic, no reason to panic. Every time I think I found it I am wrong/lonely and paralyzed by fear, like every single time you hoped you'd disappear. I don't need anyone. I don't need anything. I'll be fine on my own, at least I'd like to think so.
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