when i was little i used to hate being sick, it meant being alone in my room feeling bored and wasting the day. i feel the same way now, sickness feels like laziness to me. I really do think that i think the same way i did when i was little about a lot of things. i still feel like an outsider, i still put myself on the outside by living in little dream worlds in my head- oblivious to the people around me and the things that i should be doing. blah blah blah blah blah
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