I'm back! Or so I think at least. The feeling of utter loathing,... it's still there, but my memories, and my 'creativity', they're returning, I think. The girl who is the main one that shares interest in our shared fashion-liebe, is/was/will be tested today for the wretched diagnosis that This Person, I, myself have. I wonder how she'll do though, these aren't metaphores for the writer of this log either. Is this really This Person me?
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