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"I’ve opted for a list of somewhere around forty things that I considered significant, or at least, sound a little amusing when I give zero to minimal context."

"There was a time, feels so long ago now, that we would’ve done literally anything to be together. Now it’s all too poisonous, too toxic for us to even communicate. It’s really very sad."

"It'll all come right, I'll make sure of it. Even if I have to continue to fill my void with beads, or other knick-knacks."

"Seems such a waste - all we sacrificed, to end up like this."

"The sheer thought of "what's next?" makes me queasy and terrified. The more time passes, the more I seem to grieve for the loss of what I had."

"All the while in wellies, my fisherman jumper, silly hat and jeans... we'll call that an 'experience'."

"After a while, music became something I only really listened to obsessively, and when drunk. (Yet again the cycle repeats itself.)"

"Unhealthy or not, I might be slightly less disgusted by the reflection in the mirror."

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"Present note: Ah, the lesser parts at the surface, guiding the pen. Slightly unpleasant, but I shan’t muzzle the affair on the basis of my own hubris. I’m willing to admit these elements exist, even if I have the situation much better under control than I have in the past, and could likely pretend it all away to the uninitiated."

"Despite being ankle-deep in muck on the way home at the time, I was reminded of how many divergent, unrelated memories I attach to music."

"…Hope. A word that’s gotten me in trouble more than once. Mocked. Berated. Insulted. Generally informed it wouldn’t cut it."

"Terribly angled ‘selfies’ on the moors. Long aimless walks. Late-night monologues, usually with “Our Diesel” bearing witness."

"That being said, it could simply be a desire for the associated stability, comfort and pride/self-respect that comes with being functional, and, on occasion, standing on my own two feet."