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I'm tired too tired to care I'm trying so hard I know its not enough I can't be fixed please don't try someday, I'll be dead and gone and you'll move on I just cant do this anymore the days will go on, but I will not I am done done with this misery people call "life:" what's the point of life, if we don't enjoy it? Why do I live, if the suffering is inevitable? and don't ever stop feeling numb when can I be done and gone? i'm just a memory, nothing art all
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
just a memory
I'm tired too tired to care I'm trying so hard I know its not enough I can't be fixed please don't try someday, I'll be dead and gone and you'll move on I just cant do this anymore the days will go on, but I will not I am done done with this misery people call "life:" what's the point of life, if we don't enjoy it? Why do I live, if the suffering is inevitable? and don't ever stop feeling numb when can I be done and gone? i'm just a memory, nothing art all
apathy
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 8:59 AM UTC
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