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It’s been an off day. Not an “I’m ready to die” day, more of a “who am I why am I here where am I going what am I” type day. I don’t know what I want to do with myself. People tell me to get up. Go do something. That my bedroom walls are ******* the life out of me. I believe it, too, but today’s a day where I don’t want to be in my walls, but don’t know how to get out.
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Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 12:52 AM UTC
Off Day
It’s been an off day. Not an “I’m ready to die” day, more of a “who am I why am I here where am I going what am I” type day. I don’t know what I want to do with myself. People tell me to get up. Go do something. That my bedroom walls are ******* the life out of me. I believe it, too, but today’s a day where I don’t want to be in my walls, but don’t know how to get out.
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20/F/somewhere
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 12:52 AM UTC
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