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May 21, 2002 :: 12:43 a.m.
at a loss
I don't know what to say. I don't how to feel. I don't know if I should even feel anything at all. I wish I could lay down and sleep and wake up when everything makes sense. When I don't feel confused and afraid and like everything is a veiled rejection, especially when it comes from a loved one. The only loved one I've got. Sometimes it's not so veiled and then I'm not even afraid anymore, I'm paralyzed. I don't want to wake up. Goodnight.
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