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nothing is exactly as it seems anymore its all so weirdi cant figure anything out its very difficult to distinguish one feeling from another.
oh dearrr dear what do we do here
i just want to do all the real things. these assigned values mean nothing, maybe to you but not to me. its so strange that getting in trouble in school or ,just basically everything in school, can be worrysome. its all made up, all the rules and regulations and marks and problems and solutions/ i want to do real things, i havent held anyone in a long time. thats a worthwhile feeling. its comforting even just to hold a pillow. i want more of the stuff like making music or talking to your grandma or painting something nice. or seeing the amazing things in nature.
and money. money is so fake people forget and think its real but its just paper. now it has a permanent hold on everything. eeed. deee. edded.
when i die it will be quiet.but right now its all so interesting. i just have to remember to care about everything, but its so hardf when im in school for most of my time. then i just spend my hours out of school thinking about how wrong school is and abuot homework. and i forget that learning is interesting because they make is such a painful obligation, like its the whole world's fate being decided in these miniscule twelve years of life. yes,these are truly strange times my friends.
oh dearrr dear what do we do here
i just want to do all the real things. these assigned values mean nothing, maybe to you but not to me. its so strange that getting in trouble in school or ,just basically everything in school, can be worrysome. its all made up, all the rules and regulations and marks and problems and solutions/ i want to do real things, i havent held anyone in a long time. thats a worthwhile feeling. its comforting even just to hold a pillow. i want more of the stuff like making music or talking to your grandma or painting something nice. or seeing the amazing things in nature.
and money. money is so fake people forget and think its real but its just paper. now it has a permanent hold on everything. eeed. deee. edded.
when i die it will be quiet.but right now its all so interesting. i just have to remember to care about everything, but its so hardf when im in school for most of my time. then i just spend my hours out of school thinking about how wrong school is and abuot homework. and i forget that learning is interesting because they make is such a painful obligation, like its the whole world's fate being decided in these miniscule twelve years of life. yes,these are truly strange times my friends.