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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Mon, Aug 13
... The heart of darkness
What to say? He's back, and right now, I almost want to wish he was gone again, but I can't. Things are so crazy, though. They'll never be the same as they were, and that scares me. I want to know what's going to happen, and I want it all to be okay. Right now, it's not okay at all. Nothing's okay anymore. Everything's so screwed up and I'm beginning to lose hope. Even though he was the one who told me never to lose hope. It's so black and dreary right now, though. Kat keeps telling me that things will be okay, that we'll work it out. My head wants to believe her, and my heart longs to believe her, but neither one of them really can right now. They ache and hurt too much to think that anything will be okay in all of this. But life goes on, and I smile, and pretend that it doesn't hurt me as deeply as it does, and I walk through another day, and wait for another night so I can sleep and not think about it all.
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posted at 10:52 p.m.