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Turns out the joke's on me yet again... Monsters don't really disappear when the light comes on. And they don't hide when you shine the light on them either. No. Instead they rise up. They grow to fill the space that was created by spotlighting them and become ready- To be the star of a show that you helped to curate. I thought for certainty that talking to you about my depression would somehow alleviate it in some way...                                          but it didn't... I actually feel more like I'm recessing further since we spoke about this Like I just let the demons out to run a muck instead of putting them down  to rest. So instead of hurting me when I'm alone, it happens any time now. When ever it likes                                It  feeds and I feel it eating me...                                                                  and I want it to -
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
It Feeds
Turns out the joke's on me yet again... Monsters don't really disappear when the light comes on. And they don't hide when you shine the light on them either. No. Instead they rise up. They grow to fill the space that was created by spotlighting them and become ready- To be the star of a show that you helped to curate. I thought for certainty that talking to you about my depression would somehow alleviate it in some way...                                          but it didn't... I actually feel more like I'm recessing further since we spoke about this Like I just let the demons out to run a muck instead of putting them down  to rest. So instead of hurting me when I'm alone, it happens any time now. When ever it likes                                It  feeds and I feel it eating me...                                                                  and I want it to -
andrew-kerklaan
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Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 9:29 PM UTC
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