They're back. I didn't sleep a wink last night. Gladly my friends didn't notice. I wouldn't know what to say to them if they did because it's not like I could tell them the truth. My leg hurts. I know why. As messed up as it is I feel at peace with it. I like it. I've missed this feeling. Finally feeling as if an itch under my skin is finally gone after all these months. I feel bad though, I promised connor I wouldn't. But I can't help it. As messed up as it sounds I love it. It makes me feel alive. It takes me back to my youth. It makes me finally feel something that isn't guilt. even though the guilt comes afterwards, the few seconds of high I get from seeing it are worth it all.
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Diary
Non-FictionIdk I felt like doing a thing. I feel like I am going on a journey and wanted others to accompany me.
