tell me.

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Don't let me sit here and rot. Don't let me think. It will always be worse then any outcome.
It instead you let me guess. Do you like talking to me?
Am i a burden?
Why do you hate me?
Am i not good enough?
I'm sorry?
Please tell me everything i need to know.
Don't let me think because thoughts are drugs.
And Im overdosing.

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