The end of the week can't come soon enough. All for a window of time that will last no longer than a nostalgic sigh. I don't have enough hands to juggle all of this interpersonal importance. I withdraw cortisol with a long dull needle and closed eyes. The days trudge by, unconcerned with my ill-prepared explanations. I hope loyalty is thicker than loneliness.
9:11 p.m. - 2016-05-04
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