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i cant keep my eyes straight. i cant keep my head out of the gutter and sometimes it just feels like i lost the trail that led me to this place. days consist of resisting temptation and wanting something that i can't quit pinpoint. i need change. i can't stand consistency. i just want to barricade myself in my room and lose myself in books and lead stained fingertips and i want to forget that there is even a world out there. i'll fill glass after glass and turn pages one after the other and in that moment, my life will be more content and at peace than i have felt in a long time.