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Sep. 11th, 2009 10:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyrasantae
I've been staring at this empty text box for more than an hour, not really sure how I'm to write my thoughts in it.
I am surrounded by utter incompetence and I can't deal with it alone anymore. I may appear patient but I've long run out of patience. I don't show otherwise because I don't know rage. But speak to me and you will notice it.
It's all too much for me, or for anyone. I don't want to hurt anybody, but it feels like a dangerously close possibility.
I am surrounded by utter incompetence and I can't deal with it alone anymore. I may appear patient but I've long run out of patience. I don't show otherwise because I don't know rage. But speak to me and you will notice it.
It's all too much for me, or for anyone. I don't want to hurt anybody, but it feels like a dangerously close possibility.
