I haven't been rejected. It wasn't a rejection. So why do I feel like I need to purge all my feelings? Why do I feel the familiar urge to destroy? I'm normally so patient, but in this moment, I am impetuous. I am imperfect.
I wield my inclinations as if they'd cause incisions, but my better nature would have me stay my blade by not making decisions.
How do people go without making up their minds?
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