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my ramble that i reput into a wierd poem-like-thing:
i just feel like no matter how hard i try i cant--
catch a break and that my whole world is just completley spiraling out--
of proportion and if i stop to breathe i will--
fall out of the loop and i wont be able to--
start again so i cant stop no matter how miserable it makes--
me feel because the constant motion seems to be the only--
thing that is allowing me to keep my composure--
i just feel like no matter how hard i try i cant--
catch a break and that my whole world is just completley spiraling out--
of proportion and if i stop to breathe i will--
fall out of the loop and i wont be able to--
start again so i cant stop no matter how miserable it makes--
me feel because the constant motion seems to be the only--
thing that is allowing me to keep my composure--