..it happened. Not for the first time. Though it was different this time. Maybe they helped..but I'm scared of what I though about. About what I did last night. And sometimes I just don't know anymore. Don't know what for. Don't know why. Don't know what the hell this shit is supposed to be. Don't know who I am. Who I should be. Who I want to be. If I want to be. Sometimes it happens. In the last weeks more often than ever. I'm scared. And I feel lost. Somehow...
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