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[__crunkjuice]

i feel like i'm gonna watch a lot of people come and go.
but why.
i could leave.
do i want to leave.
no.
not really.
this place is really what makes me feel comfortable.
i've never had much else.
but why do i feel so held back.
i know.
i don't.
maybe i do it to myself.
maybe myself does it to me.
maybe the world should just hurry up and end so i don't have to figure out anything.
i would love the apocalypse.
a little too much.
not for death.
but for the fireworks.
i feel like it's time i have to start giving direction.
to myself.
no one is going to do it for me.
no matter how long i wait.
i'm grown up.
no i'm not.
resistance is useless.
but i think it's useful.
another day.
another broken dollar.