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cold

I listen to one slow mournful song.

And that prediction made in that last post gets set into motion.

This…feels, right. Not that it’s particularly enjoyable being filled with melancholy, but for once I feel like myself again.

Bad phrasing. More like, relief, or welcoming an old friend back.

It’s cold it’s so cold why the fuck is it so cold

I want nothing more at this point than to completely break down and cry. Lose all of the emotion and get it out so this doesn’t keep festering. God knows the last time i completely started sobbing, it’d be nice right about now. And maybe the “sads – repression – numb – flood – break down” cycle wouldn’t stop fucking continuing for once and we could actually get some goddamn work done.

Two options. Sad music playlist (rofl 2 songs) and get it over with or UNTZ and postpone the inevitable breakdown until bedtime.

And of course I had the finest in hardstyle club mixes queued up before that sentence was even typed out.