I need a friend to talk to
And at the same time I don't want to.
I feel like...not myself. It is very strange.
I am absolutely sick of work. It's not hard I am just sick of being there. I missed the entire first week of my class. Gosh I an an idiot.
I want to do something crazy. I'm sick of every day life.
And at the same time I wish it were more...routine.
I need a hug. I want coffee.
There was once a man.
He feared his death.
And never lived.
Until finally he died.
It was the most exciting thing that happened to him.
Let's cuddle!
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