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it's getting really bad these days, this 'thing'. it's downright awful to confront it whenever i am forced to.
it's pathetic and tragic and every other cliche term that one can think of.
but most of all it leaves me feeling sickened b/c this 'thing' will not end not matter how hard i try. it's endless and essentially swallowing everything it can, leaving nothing in it's wake.
on a side note: i swear that sometimes i need to listen to my instincts when they tell me to just stay at home, alone, in bed even. when my inner thoughts echo the idea that getting up and facing the day is a mistake, well, they're probably right. and i should learn to heed such warnings.
one of these days i'm just going to pick up and move across the country- and sometimes i swear that day gets closer with every sunset.
it's pathetic and tragic and every other cliche term that one can think of.
but most of all it leaves me feeling sickened b/c this 'thing' will not end not matter how hard i try. it's endless and essentially swallowing everything it can, leaving nothing in it's wake.
on a side note: i swear that sometimes i need to listen to my instincts when they tell me to just stay at home, alone, in bed even. when my inner thoughts echo the idea that getting up and facing the day is a mistake, well, they're probably right. and i should learn to heed such warnings.
one of these days i'm just going to pick up and move across the country- and sometimes i swear that day gets closer with every sunset.