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[note2selfbreath]

what happen to the times when there was no worrie in the world,
when i felt like my life was so in control. I like to always make myself
believe something which isan't completely true. I have lost the touch,
of knowing what i trully feel. I just hate the feeling of blurting out shit
that  regret saying a minute later. I hate the feeling of being hated. I just 
wish i knew what the fuck i am trying to do to myself, or where i want to 
be, or how i want to feel.

I have no control
and it's the worst
feeling ever.