johnnyparade
I am sick.
And these people around me. Myself included. All your words and all my thoughts, they make me ill. I can't breathe in my mind. I need an out. I'm done. This place, this life; it was never for me. I can't bend and conform to society. I'm sick. Sick of you, sick of me. And I will surely die from this.
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