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I'm not sure. Pancakes maybe?

I danced. With mon ange. In public.

Sort of public, at least.

I can't really pretend to care about a lot of things at the moment...
Things people didn't know I had to pretend about.
My future education.
My future occupation.
My outward appearance.

Right now I care about:
Mon ange.
Self-[removed](even with only a few people to listen.)
Getting my hormone hell whipped into shape.
BALANCE.
BALANCE.
BALANCE.
Staying atop this filthy sugar-coated ball of life.
Mon ange.
Keeping mon ange close.
Keeping mon ange close and as stable as possible.

Hmm... I need to tend to some cookies.