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I hate this dread of anxiety in my head bubbling nausea twisting my guts convincing me I'm surely going nuts I never subscribed to have these thoughts – or anything, for that matter, that makes my heart pitter-patter any my brain splish-splash spatter.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 9:38 AM UTC
Anxietatem
I hate this dread of anxiety in my head bubbling nausea twisting my guts convincing me I'm surely going nuts I never subscribed to have these thoughts – or anything, for that matter, that makes my heart pitter-patter any my brain splish-splash spatter.
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Mar 15
Mar 15, 2026 at 9:38 AM UTC
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