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I'm actually taking a break from being in the laundry room in the basement of my dorm here at college. I've been trying to write anything just to get my frustration and aggression out, but when I sit/lay down with my pen and paper nothing comes out. I feel blocked by something that's telling me w.e I write won't be good enough, so why write at all? I guess the world just works in very weird ways.