firegrl124
i wade in the mire of my job and life. I wade in the greasiness, sliminess of unhappyness and unfillfillment. I wade. and I wait. I wait to get out, and to have someone help me. I try to help my ownself, but it is so hard. I am stuck in this boloto and there no zatzepka.
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