Sometimes I fear that the people most dear to me will feel like I’m trying to suck everything dry. Because even though drought never comes to my endless fountain of emotions, I can never say the same for everyone else.

Ah well.

Just let me be, I want to be immature and inflict a little harm.
No one needs to care all the time, not even myself.


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