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i don't know what i want.
and then that doesn't even seem to say it. it's more like i don’t want anything.
it's kind of hard to feel someone you once loved, the energy next to you become nothing longer than an example of “what not to do" for the next time.
i feel so juvenile and old at the same time. i sleep any random, comfortable place to close my eyes and go through patterns of dozing and waking and when i'm awake i stare at my arms and feel the warmth radiating through them and think, "this is all going to be rotting under ground in years that will come like tomorrow". and i just don't really know what i'm doing anymore.
and then that doesn't even seem to say it. it's more like i don’t want anything.
it's kind of hard to feel someone you once loved, the energy next to you become nothing longer than an example of “what not to do" for the next time.
i feel so juvenile and old at the same time. i sleep any random, comfortable place to close my eyes and go through patterns of dozing and waking and when i'm awake i stare at my arms and feel the warmth radiating through them and think, "this is all going to be rotting under ground in years that will come like tomorrow". and i just don't really know what i'm doing anymore.