I'm so tired today. I lost my shit earlier. Just because he looked at me and asked what we are gonna do about this mess. I thought I don't know. I've been in this bed since Friday evening. Why are you asking me? There are a million things I'd rather do than think about this mess, death not being left out as an option.
Yes, I would rather die. Than
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