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im too tired to look anymore. i cant try to help myself anymore, i need to lay down. But i wont let myself curl up on the floor. maybe thats the whole fight. a long, drawn out, losing battle, untill i finally let myself fall into the ground. its hard to be lost and trapped and sick at the same time. i feel for all the ones whove had it worse than this. Worse than my worst. I am never-endingly sorry. this to shall pass...somehow - i am sick to my soul with missing you. all of you.