I keep wanting to come here and write things so it can make me feel better but how stupid am I to think that by putting words down on paper on screen on the internet will make my stomach aches go away? Pretty fucking stupid. You can’t write away your daymares. You can only paint them for others for yourself and doesn’t that, in the end, only make them more real? I should probably just leave the closet door closed and all the lights off and shiver under my blanket with prayers until I adequately fool myself into beleiving everything will be okay.

Like I tend to do.

Like I've always done.

How's that working for you, btw?

oh, and sidebar: Fuck you guys.

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