WHO AM I KIDDING
There is no other way of putting this:
I feel like a child, helpless and locked into dark closet. I'm like five and I want to get out of this closet but I can't get out of the closet without a key and I can't get the key unless I stay in for long enough but the reason I want to get out of the cloest in the first place is because its scarying me.
Audio: sniffles.
Biblio: Psalms 4.
Cerebrio: Thoroughly annoyed. I thought talking to Mom would make me feel better about things. Like a kissing a scraped-knee better. Instead I feel worse.
I feel like a child, helpless and locked into dark closet. I'm like five and I want to get out of this closet but I can't get out of the closet without a key and I can't get the key unless I stay in for long enough but the reason I want to get out of the cloest in the first place is because its scarying me.
Audio: sniffles.
Biblio: Psalms 4.
Cerebrio: Thoroughly annoyed. I thought talking to Mom would make me feel better about things. Like a kissing a scraped-knee better. Instead I feel worse.
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