i want to go somewhere and scream or cry. or both.
i'm tired of feeling like i can't speak, like i have no fking voice whatsoever.
i'm tired of not feeling like i belong anywhere.
sick of having no ambition, no drive, no solution.
i can't seem get my thoughts together in any coherent sort of way. nothing comes out right. i can't make anyone understand how i feel.
i can hardly even eat.
i can't get up in the morning.
i'm tired of this life full of square holes.
i'm round, dammit.
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hm...yeah, it's been a thought, but there are quite a few problems with it, the most obvious being my relationship. he has a child and wouldn't be able to go far...and neither of us would survive a long-distance relationship.
ultimately i need to be more "me". and that's a journey i'm still trying to get up the courage to make.
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