Apr. 5th, 2015

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I'm trying to process everything that has happened lately. It was easier, I think, before.

Okay, not easier. In a way I'm like Omega. I've got a fuse. When it burns down the explosion isn't as spectacular, but it's pretty bad.

The things I accused Omega of were cruel. The things he said to me crueler. Not surprising. It isn't often Omega gives me kind words.

What happened after was... strange. I'm not sure he's hugged me since we were children.

And now here I am, doing the thing I've always told myself I wasn't going to do. I'm looking outside of my family for what I thought I should be able to find inside.

If only people stopped trying to imply I was interested in York more than platonically. Yes he's attractive, yes he is kind, but the only thing I have less time for than a hobby is anything that would be called a relationship.

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