okay so im over feeling like crap
i have adopted the Bell technique. emotionally distance yourself from everything. get away from it. pull a callum and stop talking to it. seems to work for him, but then again he can read.
only because he steals my laptop to do so. oh for when life was a s simple as whether or not one was going to the pool the next day. life is now just on ebig whirling mass of confusion.
read the things other people write and suddenly i wish i wasn't myself anymore.
i wish i was smart, and interesting, and i wonder why i don't just step in front of a train.
and then i remember i am awesome.
i can't press enter at the end of every sentence becuase i hate it when people do that. one semtence is not a paragraph people, get it int your head. not that i write in paragraphs anyway, but if i were to, they wouldnt be but a sentence long. emotionally disconnect. go two work, earn oney, be cool. fuck you all.
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