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[taratemima]

Lateness, early morning bloody sadness, facing work after classes, complications with Symbolic Logic problems, and so much goddamn loneliness and so much fear of telling close friends the exact and complete nature. Or maybe all these people I miss are secondary, just convenient targets, stars in fantasies involving a theological lectures, blackberry jam, and . . .other stuff.

Ugh. I feel so tired. Who reads this shite anyway?