800+ messages I just sorted through. I only saved a couple...
Sigh. Just several months ago, but it seems like years ago. So much in those little myspace messages. It sort of hurt to read them. Like a false sense of security. I hate not knowing things, like what's going to happen in the future. Things are so fragile now... it's like I have to watch my every move. One misstep and things could fall apart all over again. I got some good answers last night, but they still aren't good enough for anything to happen. I don't know what to try. Lately I've just been going with life and taking every bit of it. It seems to be working. If only I could explain it...
Sigh. Myspace inbox is empty now.
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