::whispers in your ear::
I still love you. It's just that, every time I sit down to tell you my life, waves of exhaustion collapse over my eyelids. It's not an excuse. Just the truth.
Truthery. I remember when someone first told me "truthery". I miss that someone... sometimes.
But really, I love you, you are not forgotten, you will be updated soon.

::thinks::

I need to find a new angle.

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