So many times I sit here in my chemically altered state staring at this blank box thinking of all the things that I have to say but can't put into words. The chemicals are prescription, which makes the whole thing doubly frustrating. I CAN'T STOP TAKING THEM.
But they make me incoherent. Not that I was all that coherent to begin with.
I feel unloved today. I miss my father. I miss the mother I always wanted to have but never got.
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