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JESSICA.
I'll do the rest later, too lazy.
Okay, proceed on.

MMM... It's hard, expressing yourself.
Like your heart is hollow, bitter almost.
What's the point of it all?
It's a bitter world we live in.
And not one shit thing i do will change it.
This load of crapp.
CRAPPY CRAP.
Sometimes i feel guilty, almost.
GUILT. Its not worth living it.
So hollow, so cranked up, so.... empty.
MMM. EMPTY. That's the right word.
Whatever is considered"right", anyway.
Im sick and tired of all this,
Finding no sms,
Being let down time and time again,
Even when that little spark of hope began to spark up within me
Then it gets squashed out.
Tired, tired of all this.
LET ME REST LET ME REST LET ME REST
I wonder what it would be like to be dead.
Death. Imminent?
I wonder. And wonder. And wonder some more.
Will i be like floating up in heaven looking down on earth?
MMM. That sounds... intoxicating.
Like, really intoxicating.
Part of its his fault.
Like, i dunno why its his fault.
But i still cant help blaming him
Wonder if he finished his post already.
But finding it not worth asking.
Wishing, wishing, hoping.
Where's that little bit of faith?

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