Either too much or not enough, and these never correlate to the people I want them to.
and it's a shame, how this never really hits me until I've finally got a moment to think- always a bit too late. I opt or sleep over a legitimate social life. It sucks, but I have things I have to do, a silly thing like loneliness will just have to wait.
not that I really had a chance to cure it, really.
Eventually, they'll notice that I'm only appealing in low lighting.








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