And I haven't cried today. It feels like I can't cry. I can't think. All I can do is keep moving and hope that today will not go on forever. I want to die. I know that I will not kill myself today, but I want to. Desperately. Why does it have to look so beautiful out when I feel this way? Today should have been foggy, wet, and muddy. I guess God
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