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every day the same getting so accustomed to the mundane engaged to the repetition starting each day optimistic and slowly remembering the sandpaper numbness everything is the ******* same reoccurrence- this deja vu i feel like this has happened before the past feeling like a foggy memory i cant remember ending the day exhausted run out of steam cant even pick up my head my structure cracking from the weight feels like my body might just give out fold into a million pieces and land on the ground a perfect pile of skin and bone
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 9:03 PM UTC
everyday
every day the same getting so accustomed to the mundane engaged to the repetition starting each day optimistic and slowly remembering the sandpaper numbness everything is the ******* same reoccurrence- this deja vu i feel like this has happened before the past feeling like a foggy memory i cant remember ending the day exhausted run out of steam cant even pick up my head my structure cracking from the weight feels like my body might just give out fold into a million pieces and land on the ground a perfect pile of skin and bone
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 9:03 PM UTC
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