coming out from under the cloak

putting on a front isnt easy. in fact its bloody difficult. trying to fool people into thinking youre fine when youre dieing inside. i feel as though i might have to lift the cloak on all of this sadness. i am not good. infact im terrible. i dont know what to do. im alone for another three days from today, and ive already been alone for 2 days. this is not good for me, esspecially when im this delicate. i run out of people to call, things to do, infact i was so bored i decided to cut my own hair (amazed at the results actually). im at the point where twiddling my thumbs has even become something interesting to do.

i dont think i have the energy to write anymore, im going to go.


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