im glad i was able to feel love again, even if it wasnt the real thing. im glad i felt something. my mind is scattered and im typing this having a breakdown in a bathroom stall. ive had to retype so much of this. im sorry if this doesn't make sense. i don't know what to do now.
i will still be here floating online like a ghost. there will still be art, there will still be music. but the me wont be the same.