17.4.09
Mood &c
I didn't even notice. It took forever to finally hit me. A hole in the world. Living unliving. Whoops.
I'm sorry for my lack of interest, my lack of interesting, for the last month.
Depression crept up on me, quiet like a thief.
I'm following him through the halls of my head, nightingale floors squeaking.
All that's left is to smother this manifestation in the night.
I'm sorry for my lack of interest, my lack of interesting, for the last month.
Depression crept up on me, quiet like a thief.
I'm following him through the halls of my head, nightingale floors squeaking.
All that's left is to smother this manifestation in the night.
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