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Sometimes, I just feel like I can't handle it. I can't handle everything. Anything. It was never my intention for things to go wrong, but things just don't work out for me somehow. All the time. In my head, I'll be questioning - should I be blaming the circumstances, other people, or really, myself? I get into all kinds of shit. Shit happens. But to me. All the fucking time.
I really need a break. From all these. But I can't take a fucking break because time is running. Fast. I get through my days smiling and being silly. I don't want to make it a cliche, saying stuff like how I smile but, really, I don't feel happy. At all. But that is the truth. And sometimes life just doesn't go the way you want it to. No matter how hard you try. No matter anything. You don't expect things to happen.