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Laura Heartattack's Favorite Things Volume #4 {Revised Edition}:

+periods of self isolation.

+the eventual end of a period of self isolation.

+lace dresses from japan.

+the fact that only i am privy to my search history.

+re-darkened hair. {to match the soul?}

+fall sweaters.

+marlon brando.

+remembering how to sleep with out sedatives.

ItsJustA.TrickOfTheLightSheSays.DontPanic.DontPanic.

i dyed my hair. it looks black. it always looks black for the first week or so. two days ago i officially stopped taking my meds. or was it three. i dont talk to anyone. i dont see anyone. its overstated because ive been in solitude for mere days. i can feel the madness returning. and the tragedy. the pain. the beauty. the hope. im afraid of life without my klonopin shield. but i can feel a metaphorical pair of lungs burning and aching with relief. grasping every feeling and emotion that has been pushed and starved and choked away. i feel everything again. i feel too much. i feel in my strange scary way. and it feels like home.

Love,

L.