But this time round, I empathised.
I fear losing things. My memory wasn't awesome to begin with, so I'm really sorry if things tend to get to the back of my head. I'm really sorry if I have been callous and were a prick - I didn't mean it. I really really fear losing things.
I just want everything to be okay. Just, okay.
Usually I'd not associate myself with human emotions, but I can't help but feel fucking scared.
I hope for the best, but there's always the bad side of things which I find it hard to ignore.
November is too near.
Too fucking near.
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