i've found myself in another mess

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I had a strong desire to ask my grandmother for advice today just to remember she's dead. I talk to my cards more than anyone else these days. There's no one to turn to anymore. Dangerous scenario for someone who seeks out demons. The older I get the smaller I feel in the world. I think about her everyday, and how I'll never find that sunshine in anyone else. People project what their afraid of onto me, but no one ever asks if they're scaring me.

an accident

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