finish the goddamn book

so deeply sad

i can barely breathe.

there’s just no point to anything

and i have no one to share

anything with..

who would want to share pain anyway?

all of people’s excitement

and joys

and adventures

and fun..

i can’t relate at all.

and i don’t want any of it.

i want to hide in a cabin

forever.

become a wild wolf child

backwards.

people just fail you

anyway.

and i am so so so

sick of working.

i want the beyond.

cause there’s nothing beyond this.

and this is shredding my soul

a bit more

every day.

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