podeamFour.
Sometimes in this world, we just want to know where we are. Not where we are in relation with the poles, but where we are in relation with one another.
Where are we now, pretty.
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It’s a new step, a new thing I’m trying. Stepping out of my comfort zone, it began as a promise to someone. Last Saturday was absolutely dreary: running around playing mindless games and screaming, not fitting in yet trying all the same, cheery and smily though sniffly and sleep inside.
We’ll see how it goes though. See if platonic bonds can be formed. A single person isn’t enough to keep me. I’ll keep you company, dear, but not necessarily join you.
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I hate illness. I hate being down. I hate being reminded I can’t do everything. I hate mediocrity. I hate.
Hate.
And I hate myself, for slipping as much as I have this semester.
Hate.
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End.
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