by hellebore » Sun May 28, 2017 2:58 pm
Confused, a tad sorry, but satisfied.
Now that college is over, I am involving myself in gaining as much historical and literary knowledge as I can consume. That may have already been normal for me, but not to this extent. It started when I realized I was relapsing, and with my rightfully finding that my depression builds in idleness, I latched onto broad subjects of focus. This is unbreakable, though. This is peculiar. I have unwillingly and unknowingly devoted every single part of my mind and heart, and therefore all energy and interest to this. I feel awful that I ignore everyone--showing little love, strained care, no passion. For now, there's naught to be done against it. This is the surge of freshwater through stagnancy. It is giving me life, even if only for now.
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Please let me know if I overpay a lot in trades!! I probably don't know! Only returning for trades
Chronically ill but sword in hand
Armed but warm-hearted
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