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It's dark, it's soft with some pokey out bits some of which are sharp and hurt; it's like anyone else's head really.


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Sunday, August 24

I'm feeling so sad right now.

I spent the day with Peter and Samantha and it made me extremely aware that I want someone to love. I want someone's hand to hold, I want to be able to request a kiss and receive it without having to wrestle someone to the floor first. I want someone to worry about me when I'm not feeling well.

And the other way around.

I feel so alone. I haven't felt this low in a long time. I want to curl up and cry.

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