What are these obsessions that everyone screams of?
What are these feelings that everyone sings to have had?
Psh. I don't know where I'm going.
*Master, you are in your chair. Thus you are not going anywhere."
Patroklos . . . . . . . I have no response.
Perhaps we're all just insane.
Do I need help?
Oh well. Perhaps I'll just transform into the introvert side of me, and live inside that world and avoid the problem for as long as possible.
I have no idea what to do.
And I have no idea what I just said.
So just forget I made this post.
Brett, don't become an introvert. I need you now more than ever. And soon I'll need you even more. And more. And I found a dress. So lets hang out tomorrow after school. Do some art.
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