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i am so very tired of misery.
so tired of wanting to retch.
so tired of being so fucking cold and knowing that i'll shiver and feel like shit how ever many coats you give me.
i'm tired of alcohol and making myself drunk.
i'm tired of blood and manufactured pain to match what's in my head.
i'm tired of being empty.
i'm tired of knowing that it's all a bit fucked and somehow it was my fault and now i have to try to start everything again when i don't want to, i just want to curl up in a corner forever.or put things back to before they went wrong, whenever that was.
i'm so tired.
so tired of wanting to retch.
so tired of being so fucking cold and knowing that i'll shiver and feel like shit how ever many coats you give me.
i'm tired of alcohol and making myself drunk.
i'm tired of blood and manufactured pain to match what's in my head.
i'm tired of being empty.
i'm tired of knowing that it's all a bit fucked and somehow it was my fault and now i have to try to start everything again when i don't want to, i just want to curl up in a corner forever.or put things back to before they went wrong, whenever that was.
i'm so tired.