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With every drag of my cigarette I lose myself in my mind. Or maybe I could just be losing my mind. I can't tell the difference anymore. I just watch everyone else enjoy life and wonder "why not me". All that I've done with my life is watch it pass by. Every opportunity that I've been given I've pissed away. What will it take for me to start living. CARPE DIEM. I know what it means, but why can't I put it into effect? It is my own version of a vicious life spin cycle. I keep waiting for someone to save me. It's time for me to bust out of this washer from hell, and dry myself off. Why am I afraid to live life??? CARPE DIEM.