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I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be left alone. My thoughts drip too deep to the blackness below. Am I really alive or just existing? My view is consistently, painfully twisting. Late at night too anxious to sleep, unwelcoming images start to creep.
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Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 3:39 AM UTC
3 AM
I’m starting to think I shouldn’t be left alone. My thoughts drip too deep to the blackness below. Am I really alive or just existing? My view is consistently, painfully twisting. Late at night too anxious to sleep, unwelcoming images start to creep.
how i really feel
#anxiety#sad#paranoid
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jrose
16/F/Hell
Jul 23, 2019
Jul 23, 2019 at 3:39 AM UTC
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