I do not feel so well. My soul is exhausted. I am not a useful thread that holds things together or decorates. The thread that gets tangled and hangs loose is me. I feel like such a bother to the world.
I feel tired too, and i haven't even done much even. i just want us to have a picnic and lay in the grass and it will be nice and we won't have to be tired any more
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