roseatenocturne (roseatenocturne) wrote in bury__it,

Sitting placidly in the corner, I smooth my hands over my skirt, absently humming a wordless melody in my head. I used to pay attention, [why] but anymore it would be fruitless. [yes] I shall just leave with whomever has decided my fate at the present time. Tomorrow, we will reconvene if necessary and repeat the whole process, anyway. And again, and another, and forever.

Stop it, I argue with myself. Don't think such things. In fact, perhaps it would be better if you...

...just didn't think at all.

It's better, that way.
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