You think that talking to someone about that someone or something would make things whole again and for a second it might even really seem so, it’s presence still there, but then you suddenly find yourself disconnected. It’s not the same. Listening to the music isn’t the same. Remembering things is useless.
How could things turn out like this in the matter of weeks, even days actually?
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But you never know which one is it this time.
There are times where you are not sure if you should help someone, delve into their psychology and understand their thoughts. They will be so disappointed if you do nothing. Do you not care about them? Did you not notice the signs? You failed to pass a test.
And sometimes it feels like a person might want you to notice them unable to deal with things, clawing around in pain. You think you see the signs. You are sure that if you are just there for them, things will work out. Well... why the fuck are you so fucking nosy all the fucking time?! Keep to yourself, they are fine, there is no help needed! They will deal with the pain themselves. And you are a disgustingly curious person, always putting your nose where it shouldn't be, wanting to know other people's secrets. Wanting to help. Jesus, get a life, will you?!
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In case someone actually stumbles there and thinks that I might have talked about them, then please don't worry, it was all directed at myself.
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