Feeling, ah feeling is the problem to begin with.
I'm just so... Stupidly, uncontrollably wretched.
A much sought after end draws near.
Which will give rise to the start of a bigger, worser, more emotionally challenging start.
I just want to bail.
I hate not being in control.
I hate not being strong.
I want but I don't but I do long to be needy.
I just want to give in to this... Tiredness.
Blue blue blue. And awake. Not good.
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