I truly am a mess. I fucked up. I'm still up at 5 in the morning. I can't sleep. If I try, I just think about how I fucked up. Then I get that feeling in my stomach. You know the one. So then I come on here, try to find things to keep my mind off of it. But I can't. There's nobody on for me to talk to. And why should they be? It's 5 in the morning
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