• Mood: tired
• Music: Mice again.

~weary smile~

I think I may have sorted most things out - or they've sorted themselves out, I don't know. I'm very tired.
Why do I always manage to upset the ones I care about the most? Well, clearly it's because I'm a bloody idiot, but still.
like a stilled bullet you hang in my heart, forever caught in the act of shattering it

~hugs~ and love to fluffymark; be well, sweetheart.

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