I am so sick of planning things, and letting people know how things are going to happen. I'm done, actually.
I am only a human. I get sad, and I'm not a machine I cannot work forever. I work too much, and im tired. I have a 24 hour headache. I hardly ever fucking complain.
Today, my grandmother got sent to the hostpital. She could have died. She is
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