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What do I do to find peace What do I watch to find joy Where do I go to escape The minutia of the toil. I’m tired of every decision, And feeling like none of them take me where I wish to find myself. I don’t want control… It’s not as if I ever had it. I just want peace And quiet. I’ve lost the will to go on. I don’t even care to end it. Guess I’ll suffer eternity… An eternity only man perceive.
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May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 1:26 PM UTC
**** it, I'm done.
What do I do to find peace What do I watch to find joy Where do I go to escape The minutia of the toil. I’m tired of every decision, And feeling like none of them take me where I wish to find myself. I don’t want control… It’s not as if I ever had it. I just want peace And quiet. I’ve lost the will to go on. I don’t even care to end it. Guess I’ll suffer eternity… An eternity only man perceive.
**** it all. Just... **** everything. The world is fucked...I'd never chose to live here if I had a choice.
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27/M/South Africa
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 1:26 PM UTC
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