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Sometimes I get this feeling where eyes have come to focus on me, they keep popping up in the dark like the cartoons on TV. Then the questions begin. "What are you doing?" "What are your goals?" "What is your purpose?" The list goes on and on Repeating in my head. And all I do is shut down From fake expectations I made up in my mind. I just wish I knew why.
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Fake Expectations
Sometimes I get this feeling where eyes have come to focus on me, they keep popping up in the dark like the cartoons on TV. Then the questions begin. "What are you doing?" "What are your goals?" "What is your purpose?" The list goes on and on Repeating in my head. And all I do is shut down From fake expectations I made up in my mind. I just wish I knew why.
I feel worthless at this point.
chelsea-rae
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Aug 18, 2018
Aug 18, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
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