all these depressing thoughts float through my head.
whats the point of it all.
needing.
wanting.
wishing.
It all seems so pointless as of now.
I was crying.
dreaming of days to come.
Afriad to sleep.
What if i dont wake up?
I spend endless nights sitting up at my computer.
I am afriad of being alone.
I am afraid i could die, and you wouldn't know how i truly
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