So it’s been a while since I’ve posted properly. Had a good vent.
Honestly, it’s because I haven’t needed to. Things are good. They feel good. Only they don’t really feel good. Not like they should. Not like they did.
Made a new friend. It’s nice having a new friend. Distracts you from your own life.
I have a nice little community, a nice support system, if you will. And we all look out for each other. And they just accepted me in one day. And they treat me like a friend, they are genuinely interested in my life and how I’m doing. I haven’t had that in a while. No one in the real world asks me how I am anymore. I suppose they just know.
I’m so scared.
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I don’t really know what to comment… I wanted to comfort you but I guess that if I knew how I wouldn’t be here at all.
However, I just wanted to tell you something. I really hope you will feel better.
i wonder upon you, on nights when the air is so clean it fills your lungs with febrile razor sharp blades…….i bet u’d like to be privy to the why and what of it….but suspense never killed no one, so next time….i’ll divulge this to you in confidence though; i consider it an honor…no fuck that, a blessing, to know that you are still with us, amongst the half dead, in this callous and caustic, inbred and hollow pit of humanity…is stupidity or transcendence to blame for the fact we are thankful for this, we feel sanctified in our fight for the right to give way beneath the weight of devastation, turmoil, pain, desparation……..fucking beautiful warm life…………….between just you, and just me…..i’m really scared too