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i will write until my hands cramp up or my fingers fall off. i will not be the first to fall or the last to know. i will not be duped because i know myself better than i let on. sometimes sometimes i get crazy. i go crazy. sometimes my mind plays tricks on me and i think - there's got to be something better than this. this constant waiting for the next shoe to drop. this constant nagging in the back of my brain that i should've jumped when i had the chance. this feeling like nothing's quite right because something's missing and sooner or later it's gotta give because i can't go on like this. i am better than this, bigger than this, smarter than this.
i play the damsel in distress like it's my day job. maybe it's time to quit.