Adding to the ever-expanding list of reasons and ways I am somewhat less sane then I should be:

I am mentally incapable of social imperfection. I can't have people upset or angry or annoyed or anything through my actions, most importantly, I can't have them hurt. Because if I've hurt someone, that burns like a mofo.

More later, she lied. Like all promises of continuation, I doubt I'll ever come back to this entry and write more.

Sor

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