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Aug 2020
a car
a job
a scholarship
a relationship**
my mother doesn't hate me
im not on drugs
im not depressed

but im not happy.

i have everything i could have ever wanted for myself.
and i hate it.

nothing is interesting
nothing makes my heart race
it's all routine
do this then that
i
hate
it

somehow
6 months ago
i was happier with nothing
(one thing)
(him)
**i couldn't even tell you my boyfriends favorite color. every time he talks the world turns gray and i could literally not care less.
nevaeh
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nevaeh  20/F/home
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