Every night, the void seems to grow. I can feel it in the pit of my stomach creeping up to my throat. My anxiety always seems rise, the later it gets in the evening, and I can't even bear the thought of going to sleep. Everything about my room, my basement seem to make my anxiety rise, maybe I spent too much time here with you. It's hard to explain
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