all the fucking time. theres usually always somthing there to bug the fuck outa me. I'm not made for that shit. I cant handle it, it'll make my mind explode. You aren't happy with yourself, your depressed - I'm not happy, i dont know what the fuck to do, i feel depressed. It sends off waves, its fucked up, like a part of me, and if its not right
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