Honestly want all the foals in The Other Horses breeding farm gone? I will consider most offers and will sell multiple at once

I feel like my brain has once again become way too philosophical... I can't help it. It's a daily occurrence now, at times my fingers start twitching and I have to write... I have to put down my thoughts and feelings. It confuses other people, the people with more simple minds. I also feel I have to apologise every time I do confuse them, or lay my thoughts out for them. Because they don't realise that I know most of their insecurities and secrets with just a few words a day. I apologise to make them see a softer side of me. To make them believe I am nice. I don't feel I am. I bully my friends, they think it's me joking around. I know it hurts them deep down. This is just in preparation, so they don't miss me when I'm gone. Because who wants to miss someone with no heart. Or someone who only thinks about themselves.

The philosopher in me only returns with the darkness, the loneliness, the emptiness... I try too hard to help others. I try too hard to make them happy. I don't know how it works when I can't even make myself happy. I try too hard. Always. Distractions help... mostly... No. That is wrong. That is a lie. Distractions only give the illusion that I'm fine... And most of the distractions are detrimental to my health or the health of those around me. I didn't mean to. I need to stop. Some days I sleep for a few hours. But most days not at all. It sucks because I don't seem to be affected by no sleep...

Character builds slowly, but it can be torn down with incredible swiftness.

--- Faith Baldwin