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It's really time to admit it. I'm breaking down. And I can't think of a single way to save myself.
Edit: It took a 2 hour conversation, but I realized my life is amazing. I've made the right choices, found good people, and have run into a tight spot that can be solved two ways. One is better than the other, but neither will leave me homeless.
I think my body is still breaking down though. So fucking slow.
Edit: It took a 2 hour conversation, but I realized my life is amazing. I've made the right choices, found good people, and have run into a tight spot that can be solved two ways. One is better than the other, but neither will leave me homeless.
I think my body is still breaking down though. So fucking slow.