Has it really only been a little over a month? Wow. Okay. I started thinking yesterday about what I was doing this time last year. Safe to say I was in a very different mental place, wasn't I? I had just gotten my two flower tattoos. Had gone on a date. Was about to leave for NC. Was living the weirdest life ever. Yet, here I am. What is this all about? I move forward yet I don't. I am on the most fucked treadmill ever. Am I in hell? Am I already dead? If so, what next?
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