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When everything is clean and in it's right place I always think I'll feel... content, ready to live my life fuller, happier. But all I ever want to do, is replace what I threw away. To fill the empty space. And it's meaningless. It's all meaningless

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courtney-pruitt

30 / F

For You?

Written by

courtney-pruitt

30 / F

Published

Dec 11, 2018

Time

1m

Notes: I'm just adding things to my to-do list and checking them off. But nothing ever seems finished.
Tags: #nihilism #purpose #minimalism

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