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Why can't I ever feel like people truely care about me? Scratch that, why can't people care about me?
I am so tired of feeling like this. All these emotions are coming on me here at once. I'm feeling out of place. I'm missing the hell out of Chase, Jerret, and Sunnie. I feel like I'm doing awful at work. I feel so lost. I don't know what to do. I don't know why all of this is coming on me right now. I guess it finally caught up to me. It's so odd, what I'm feeling right now. I really dont know how to explain it. It's just kind of.... sad. And this stupid blog really does nothing for me. Just lets people hear me whine. Not that people actually read this. This is like a dream, like I'm falling and I'm trying to reach out for something to grab hold of to stop myself, but there's nothing there. Just empty space. And sometimes I think I see something, but it turns out to be nothing, just false hope. I've never had a dream like that, but it sure is a good metaphor for how I feel.
How can someone hate life so much, yet be so afraid of death?
I am so tired of feeling like this. All these emotions are coming on me here at once. I'm feeling out of place. I'm missing the hell out of Chase, Jerret, and Sunnie. I feel like I'm doing awful at work. I feel so lost. I don't know what to do. I don't know why all of this is coming on me right now. I guess it finally caught up to me. It's so odd, what I'm feeling right now. I really dont know how to explain it. It's just kind of.... sad. And this stupid blog really does nothing for me. Just lets people hear me whine. Not that people actually read this. This is like a dream, like I'm falling and I'm trying to reach out for something to grab hold of to stop myself, but there's nothing there. Just empty space. And sometimes I think I see something, but it turns out to be nothing, just false hope. I've never had a dream like that, but it sure is a good metaphor for how I feel.
How can someone hate life so much, yet be so afraid of death?