July 18, 2013

the fighter

Turns out I don't have to fight. I'm quite alright, they say nothing to worry about. Good, I think. I didn't really know how to play a brave fighter.

And it sadly hits me that something in me wanted there to be something I could blame it all on, but it's nothing, no rescue device. I feel truly sorry for thinking this way.

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