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THIS. THIS. THIS. I want to plaster this on my face.
I'd like to stop being anxious now. My head is exploding.
Low and low, I sink
lo and behold, I crumble.
*goes through a hard time*
Me: I must be pretending
*feels incredibly lonely and wants to talk to someone*
Me: ew I'm too needy and weak
*experiences shitloads of emotional pain*
Me: stfu you're not a baby, gulp it down alone like an adult
Trying to not to be afraid of this energy. One of the days when I feel sorry for myself. Sigh.
If my mental illnesses weren't enough, the seasonal cold has been sitting on my head making my mind even more cloudy and jammed. How is any of this fair?
Lo and Behold, the Low is here!
And so am I. Hihi.
Sigh.