A glance and a half. Was it all for nothing?
Don’t you know that everything I write or say is directed at you even if you never read what I write or hear what I say?
I pity myself sometimes. For the condition I put myself under.
I want to stop, I’m going to stop. I will try. I will try. That’s what I’m best at. Trying and trying and trying until I bleed. I will try.

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