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Originally Posted by StressedMess
My house is filled with boisterous sounds, my oldest is currently making chicken fajitas and soft tacos, youngest is playing with a friend, the boys are playing some video game I have no idea how to describe. After yesterday's strange silence, it's a balm. Happy almost, yet somehow annoying at the same time. I'm in my room, a/c running for white noise, reading. I'll socialize for a bit, then escape to regroup. So typical, so abnormal!
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Oh, I love hiding away in rooms and reading! I love Sherrilyn Kenyon!
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This is, and will always be my life. 
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