February 2012
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i’ve taken the shower, i’ve dried myself off, i’ve eaten my food…yet, and yet, all i feel is time growing old. i don’t feel change, and i don’t feel clean. to be honest, i’m not sure what i expected to feel; i never was, actually. but the uncertainty provided a comfort - it let me forget that i had to walk reality’s path. it let me forget about the...
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i’m trying to accept the things i can’t change
but at this point, it seems effort will never be enough
