On, off
Happy, sad
Feeling as disgusting as a moth
Makes me mad
Bored, not bored
When will this end
This repetitive pattern
Maybe I need a friend
Oh wait, oh no
I'm not able to call
Why is this so hard
If only this problem I could discard
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 3:58 PM UTC
On, off
Happy, sad
Feeling as disgusting as a moth
Makes me mad
Bored, not bored
When will this end
This repetitive pattern
Maybe I need a friend
Oh wait, oh no
I'm not able to call
Why is this so hard
If only this problem I could discard
I can't contact my friends!!!!
plz give me some advice!!!!!!
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