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Uncomfortable within this skin. My joints complain and muscles scream. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My mind in shambles. Ideas incoherent and thought processes sluggish at best. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My emotions are in total disarray. I'm not happy yet I'm not anything at all. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My insides twisting, splitting. Every grain and fibre set on fire. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* If this is normal, I'm petrified with the prospect of what isn't.
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May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 9:38 AM UTC
Normal
Uncomfortable within this skin. My joints complain and muscles scream. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My mind in shambles. Ideas incoherent and thought processes sluggish at best. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My emotions are in total disarray. I'm not happy yet I'm not anything at all. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* My insides twisting, splitting. Every grain and fibre set on fire. But people say, *"It's normal. It's more common than you think."* If this is normal, I'm petrified with the prospect of what isn't.
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May 23, 2017
May 23, 2017 at 9:38 AM UTC
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