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a million thoughts. a million and one thoughts. they don't stop. you. you. you. you you. i'm annoying myself. i just want to stop thinking about you for 2 seconds. but it's always been like this, since the beginning of time. so what am i talking about? and i'm wondering if i made the right choices. if i did the right things. cause God for bid your lying to me. i'm sitting here. thinking that i'm about to lose my damn mind. and its kind of funny to think about. i enjoy his company. no stress. no arguing. i haven't been able to relax, like i can with him. he could careless. but i'm just in shock that all went down. but i haven't told him how depressed i've really been. i haven't told him anything. or anyone. i'm overwhelmed with joy, yet i thought about killing myself. but i won't tell you. because i know you have enough stuff on your plate. i'm depressed as hell. i don't know why. you would think that i'd be the happiest i've ever been. i'm depressed. and it has nothing to do with him. nothing at all to do with him. it's me. and i'm fucked up. i need help. i need someone to talk to.