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It seems that nothing suffices anymore.                                                   I discard everything as useless, don't pay attention to the screaming in my dusty brain. Seems I                                                   can't endure the simplest tasks, I break and feel as if the world is swallowing me whole. It's so hard to get out of bed, let alone                                                   stand up and face whatever lies in store for me that day. Feels like                                                   this rollercoaster is stopping soon, coming to an end. *[My stomach can stop lurching now.]* The fun is done, the                                                   ride is over.
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
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It seems that nothing suffices anymore.                                                   I discard everything as useless, don't pay attention to the screaming in my dusty brain. Seems I                                                   can't endure the simplest tasks, I break and feel as if the world is swallowing me whole. It's so hard to get out of bed, let alone                                                   stand up and face whatever lies in store for me that day. Feels like                                                   this rollercoaster is stopping soon, coming to an end. *[My stomach can stop lurching now.]* The fun is done, the                                                   ride is over.
haley-rezac
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May 19, 2013
May 19, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
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