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in the g’rage i feel safe, no-one cares about my ways

To quote Good Clean Fun, heartbreak has it’s appeal. Yes. A very strong appeal. And, perhaps, all this angst and depression will remain a part of me for quite a while. But it does get tiring. Not only for me, I’m sure, but for the people around me as well. But things can’t go on like this forever, I’m sure. I’m hoping things will pick up soon, but for now, what I can do is try and stay positive.

No, I’m not going to suddenly write about rambling through fields of daisies or crap like that. I’m not going to write cheery songs in major keys. No. But I will try, with whatever strength I have left, to be positive. Not to harp endlessly upon the variety of problems that plague my mind daily. To stop fucking kicking my fucking bedroom door (my foot hurts now, srsly) so fucking often. Shit like that.

I don’t know how successful I’ll be, but I’ll try. Goddamnit, I’ll try.

And sometimes, really, that’s all one can do. Just try.

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