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Mar 2016
Right now I don’t know what to think other than the fact that I am surrounded by such a negative energy it takes everything in me to find the tiny speck of positive energy in a day. It’s like looking for a needle in a haystack. I have this constant negative energy filling me up and deflating me like a balloon that someone lets go in the sky to float away until it travels to space, or pops halfway there.

It follows me around everywhere I go and I cannot escape and my oh my, what I would do to finally be free and be able to breathe without blinking tears away from my eyes, trying to tell myself that crying doesn’t do anything but make you weak. You’re not weak. You’re a strong light of energy who finds the best in everything and everyone and always gets what you want. Maybe it’s all caught up to you. Maybe that’s why. You sit and think, whywhywhywhywhywhy.

The negative energy is taunting you like it knows what it’s doing. Hell, it knows what it’s doing. It’s putting all of its negative energy into you. Everywhere near you. It just doesn’t get it, leave me alone. But everyone has a little negative energy. This one happens to be a piece that everyone loves, but the only thing it loves is destroying you.
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