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[30sec_life_lost]

It's shitty outside and I'm bleary-eyed and exhausted. It's a deep physical exhaustion, the end result of, not a night of smoking myself stupid but of dragging my body through the mud for a year. All I have to show for another year of "higher education" is a loose set of morals and a budding substance-abuse problem.
I feel like wasting away so my body can match my mind. I want to start over again, build my body and my brain up from scratch.
I don't have the will to write anymore.