Catharsis
Time and time and time again, always running out on me.
Friday, December 3, 2021
It's like a ton of feathers. One isn't going to make a difference, but a ton still weighs a ton.
Tired of ignoring for someone who ignores me. I wouldn't say I was happier when I was distracted, but I was certainly more content.
I don't know what's more disappointing. I don't know if it matters.
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