Unsure
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It is 4 AM and I am writing. My head is cloudy and I should be asleep. I don't know why, but I am writing. I just keep writing. Are these words that i type out good enough for this cruel world? Why do i even care if they are or aren't? Silly things like this shouldn't matter to me. Then why do they?
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'I hear it in my ear drums. But I can't seem to convince myself that it's real.' I have no idea what I'm doing. Why am I writing this? I dunno, I felt like it and now I'll probably regret it day by day as I update it. Oh well, time to get drunk off of root beer and write down emotional stuff!

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