I want to feel better, I want to not be in a bad mood. I think I could sleep forever, even though I already have. The depression is setting in again. It's being here, I know it is, there's nothing to do so I just think about things, about how everything is nothing. Overall I'm insignificant, and the insignifigance is what's killing me. And
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(sorry, it's not your fault)
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