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i think i know.
          i think i know why everything is fucking me up.
          i've always felt the need to help someone who i care about, but i don't have anyone to help.
          
          i feel useless when i can't help someone, and i don't have someone to help. maybe that's what's going on.

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          it hurts. when i say "it", i'm not sure exactly what "it" is, but whatever "it" is, it hurts.

"tried to give you warning but everyone ignores me."

well guitar didn't help.

fuck.
          
          
          
          
          
          i really don't know anymore. i had a good day, made an irl friend, he's nice. learned something on piano, guitar, didn't have anything bad. been clean for two weeks, longest since last year. but i can't fill the void anymore. nothing i try is enjoyable atm. i read, boring. talk to someone, boring. draw, boring. i'm gonna see if playing guitar helps.

"you asked me to love you and i did."

fucking with me now!

depression exists but so does will wood so i'll survive 

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