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i am tired
how've i allowed myself to descend into this labyrinthian depths of despair?
if it were one straight way up i'd know how to climb back up in a second. but a few turns are enough to disorient me; obviously now i'm lost, with no idea of how to regain my old self.
i'm forgetting what i was like.
i don't like this corrupted version of me, too.
posted by: onesmallgirl at 18:21 |
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