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I know it's getting bad when the four walls and popcorn ceiling of my room are the highlights of my day. I know it's getting bad when spontaneous trips to the beach become intentional trips to the bathroom. I know it's getting bad when jeans turn into week old sweatpants and blouses turn into t shirts I dug out the ***** clothes bin. I know it's getting bad when I force myself out of bed five minutes before I have to make it to class and I don't have the energy to brush my teeth. I know it's getting bad when the blue light from my phone is brighter than the loving light from my family. I know it's getting bad... but I don't know how to make it okay again.
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Mar 16, 2023
Mar 16, 2023 at 11:30 PM UTC
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I know it's getting bad when the four walls and popcorn ceiling of my room are the highlights of my day. I know it's getting bad when spontaneous trips to the beach become intentional trips to the bathroom. I know it's getting bad when jeans turn into week old sweatpants and blouses turn into t shirts I dug out the ***** clothes bin. I know it's getting bad when I force myself out of bed five minutes before I have to make it to class and I don't have the energy to brush my teeth. I know it's getting bad when the blue light from my phone is brighter than the loving light from my family. I know it's getting bad... but I don't know how to make it okay again.
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Mar 16, 2023
Mar 16, 2023 at 11:30 PM UTC
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