Rawr. I had this entry all typed, though short it might have been and my internet decides to update my iTunes. Geeze, Louise. Basically, I feel frustrated. I don't know why I feel the way I do. Not happy, not angry, not laughing, not crying. More indifferent than anything else.
I no longer fear being alone. I know I am not.
I now fear being void. Of anything and everything, clearly emotion.
I guess frustation is an emotion, but certainly not one I wish to endure much longer.
Feeling locked within a shell seems unnatural.
Let me go.
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Hey there, Sarah! How is Sears????
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