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[thelatespaceboy]

I've spent my entire life tired.
I'm in love with bits and pieces of everyone I'm close to.
I truly fear the people I love the most.
I'm terrified of dying, but want to be dead.
I'm judgmental and critical, towards most of all myself.
I cannot break old habits.
I am paranoid.
I am sad.
Sad and tired.

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[antibabe]

Did I write this? Is it something in the air?
Everything will get better, my friend.