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AUTHOR'S NOTE : The following is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.
SO FIND YOUR WAY, OUT OF MY SIGHT.

Thursday, January 4, 2024

same old tired lonely place

what kind of life is this, so exhausted. and hard. and dull. like i never deserved happiness. since i was young, i was never truly happy. what did i do so wrong? why can i never find peace. i just wanna sit quietly - feel content and full. i wonder how that feels. everyday i just feel unfulfilled. like why am i still here, hopeless. what's the point of everything. i really don't understand. fed up.

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