Stop in The Beginning of the End

  • Jan. 12, 2018, 3:21 p.m.
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It needs to stop. My mind. My life. People's words. Their actions or lack there of. I cant take it anymore. I fucking hate it all. I feel alone. Stuck. Lost. Confused. Scared. Angry.frustrated.anxious. when will it all just fucking stop? Living is so painful and maddening. Lonely and scary for me. I dont feel prepared. Its uncomfortable and awkward. I dont feel of this fucking world. I dont feel like this world was made for me. I feel out of place. Like good things arent meant for me. I dont know anymore. Maybe i am just fucking crazy. Who the fuck knows anymore.


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