"Since the emotion is no longer existent."

I told you I'd be back.
     I guess I was wrong. Ouch, that hurt a lot. Second time I'm crying today. Well at least this was more worth it, not just a lame test I didn't end up taking. I hate when you call me Passíon, you make me feel like a child. Like you're this great big person looking down on me. I can hear you saying it too, and it makes me grind my teeth. And when I tell you I hate it you never fail to bitterly mutter, "Well what am I supposed to call you?!?" But it was all a misunderstanding, I believe... I hope.
     One truly recent photograph.
     Quite upsetting but I'm okay now. I'm done crying, I think.
     Goodnight world and all its inhabitants!

P.S. Lately, I have been waking up to Free by Mike Mains & the Branches. Just had to note that.