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I drive them away. I break my patterns and make them fear me. I lose interest and slip into apathy. I hide behind closed doors and bright screens. I sleep. I can't sleep. I use music as my drug until I get no relief. I find other drugs to feel anything. I wait for the day to pass and hope for meaning. I stop hoping. I stop caring. They stop caring.
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Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 5:43 AM UTC
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I drive them away. I break my patterns and make them fear me. I lose interest and slip into apathy. I hide behind closed doors and bright screens. I sleep. I can't sleep. I use music as my drug until I get no relief. I find other drugs to feel anything. I wait for the day to pass and hope for meaning. I stop hoping. I stop caring. They stop caring.
depression
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a-thought
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 5:43 AM UTC
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