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I don't even know what I am doing anymore.
I feel that I am more trying to make something work that is so past broken.
I am searching for something that has been gone for so long I don't even know what I am missing.
But Never give up right?
I have been in the Lib for Hours-> For what? I don't even know.
Or more so, I don't even care.
Not even a little bit, not even at all.
I am lonely.
And to admit that is so scary.
I am tired of Silence.
But even more tired of noise.
I have started drinking, way more then is reasonable or smart.
The end of school does not even seem like an option.
More like a dream.
But in the end you know its not real.
... Where am I? and Where the hell am I going?
I feel that I am more trying to make something work that is so past broken.
I am searching for something that has been gone for so long I don't even know what I am missing.
But Never give up right?
I have been in the Lib for Hours-> For what? I don't even know.
Or more so, I don't even care.
Not even a little bit, not even at all.
I am lonely.
And to admit that is so scary.
I am tired of Silence.
But even more tired of noise.
I have started drinking, way more then is reasonable or smart.
The end of school does not even seem like an option.
More like a dream.
But in the end you know its not real.
... Where am I? and Where the hell am I going?