Travel

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12:54 pm
3rd of Nov

I literally cannot explain how much I hate going outside.

I hate getting out of bed,
I hate the sunlight,
I hate breathing.

going outside means getting dressed, looking so what presentable, smiling and nice hair.

I don't do any of that shit.

I'm sick of walking around this god damn town.

same people, same story.

I live with 5 different family's and I share a bedroom.

I'm claustrophobic everywhere.

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