I remember that I do not want to be here right now. I don't want to sit here and bitch and moan when it will get me no where. But i want to go somewhere. I want to go to Chicago and sell my clothes to the state, I don't mind, I don't mind. I want to live in a small place and I want to be full of the truth. The truth is I am depressed. I am a grey
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