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I do not know what else to do.

I see the hurt others spew, and it reflects my very own. Illusion of series? That would be Ockam's blade applied. It is the answer with less entities.

The alternative... I already subjected myself to plenty of ridicule. It should not leave scars, but it does.

The dance of the profiles goes on, I cannot tell anymore which is which.

But for one.

I am descending into the realm of irreality. I know what I know about myself, though.

Even offline, I will wait for that train. Saturdays, 7-9pm.

I'm not sure I can continue here much longer.

I'm broken.