There's a huge piece of me missing. I don't know what it is but every minute of every day there a weight pushing down on me. I am overwhelmed, but have nothing to do. I am rushed, pushed, forced but procrastinate. Procrastinate nothing. There is nothing. I want to leave but have no where to go. It can be so lonely when the walls are closing in on
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