Livejournalites, I am lost. I don't know what I want life to be anymore. I've hit a brick wall with art, I am uncomfortable about EVERYTHING involving my body, I'm in some kind of gender limbo, my job can't afford me more than three hours a shift, and I got the second worst paycheck of my Applebee's career, totaling a whopping $143, AND I get
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