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Saturday, May 12

I feel myself struggling to breathe,
Yet I'm still clinging on ever so tight.
Reality indeed is ugly;
I'm tied down by false promises which gets me deliberating over everything.
I don't know which way to go.
I feel like a total dork.
Someone arrange suicide for me, please?



Perk up, perk up, perk up.



9:24 PM

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