I'm not sure how to describe the last couple of days mentally/emotionally/internally -- it's like I have a low-grade fever but I don't have a fever at all, I'm not sick at all. I'm sorry, by the way, for saying that last message/post/drop, if you saw that. (Not that I would ever send it to him directly. But maybe he reads this from time to time. (No, he doesn't.)) I was hurting in the head then. (He thinks of me less impressively, I'm sure. (Write to impress -- sheesh.))
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391