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sometimes i'd like to rip a big hole in my face and then crawl out of my skin through it.
but i guess that wouldn't really solve my problems. it would certainly relieve me of a hell of a lot of stress. or maybe just force me to deal with it with increased sensitivity.
which is my actual problem in a nutshell.
unfortunately i don't have the time to rectify that, all i can do is press on with indifference and keep feeding myself fortune cookie one-liners in an attempt to passify myself until it's time to deal with the huge fucking mess i've been swimming in for too long.
all this doesn't change my resolve though. it may make some details unclear and make me and so nervous that i shake my bed apart when i try to go to sleep, but the bottomline is definitely written in stone.
i just wish i could stop inventing excuses to ignore the obvious.
but,
at least i know the difference between my friends and my possessions.
ah hahahaha.
but i guess that wouldn't really solve my problems. it would certainly relieve me of a hell of a lot of stress. or maybe just force me to deal with it with increased sensitivity.
which is my actual problem in a nutshell.
unfortunately i don't have the time to rectify that, all i can do is press on with indifference and keep feeding myself fortune cookie one-liners in an attempt to passify myself until it's time to deal with the huge fucking mess i've been swimming in for too long.
all this doesn't change my resolve though. it may make some details unclear and make me and so nervous that i shake my bed apart when i try to go to sleep, but the bottomline is definitely written in stone.
i just wish i could stop inventing excuses to ignore the obvious.
but,
at least i know the difference between my friends and my possessions.
ah hahahaha.