i fear the chains of commitment,
the unknown paths that beckon yet terrify.
perhaps it is adulthood's shadow that looms so large.
the thought of future burdens—finding a job, renting a place, facing solitude—fills me with dread.
can i truly shoulder these adult tasks?
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my unspoken sentiments
Randomthis isn't a diary; it's a collection of my unspoken thoughts, unsent tweets, unexpressed words, and unvoiced rants. documenting everything here so i can reflect on it later.
