everything is still pretty weird, i still feel like i dont exist. not in the same way that that kid that wants to commit suicide in the back of your english class does because nobody notices him, but in a i-dont-feel-real way. i feel like my life is slipping through my fingers and if i squeeze it too tight then the grains of sand will just fall
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