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It's too hard. Too many things. Here comes the depression.
I'll snap out of it in a few days. Or years. Maybe it'll take until I die. This World is just not doing so well right now, and I know I could be doing better. It'll be nice when it's all over, I just have to hold on. Which is easier said than done.
I got some new pants though, they feel so good when I put them on. It's like they're hugging me, but not in a sexual way. I could move my hips around in circles for hours in those little guys. They are a good pair of pants.
I'll snap out of it in a few days. Or years. Maybe it'll take until I die. This World is just not doing so well right now, and I know I could be doing better. It'll be nice when it's all over, I just have to hold on. Which is easier said than done.
I got some new pants though, they feel so good when I put them on. It's like they're hugging me, but not in a sexual way. I could move my hips around in circles for hours in those little guys. They are a good pair of pants.