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When you’re living for one thing and things go bad with that one thing it’s rly rly hard to not imagine how easy it would be to leave.
I hope you’re okay. I’m so sorry.
thinking if this building is tall enough to kill me if I jumped I have access to a weapon I could stop dealing with everything right now. man... I could stop... everything could stop right now
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I still don’t feel like life is real. I haven’t felt real in a really long time.
None of this means anything.
I think like that a lot, there aren’t consequences because nothing means anything. Life doesn’t mean anything. Friendships aren’t anything. Nothing is tangible anymore and I cannot grasp onto hope, meaning, future, because I don’t feel it exists. I want to go home. But it doesn’t exist anymore.
I want to go back to my grandmas, to feel safe. But the house is blue now. And they took down the porch in the back and they ripped up the ponds and it’s not mine anymore. They took down the tree you used to have your bird feeders on, they took down all the trees they planted. It’s not real anymore.
I don’t know how to keep a grip on reality when reality is so askew, I’m lost. And scared. And I’m sad and I cannot believe it’s Christmas.
Vivre sa vie (1962) dir. Jean-Luc Godard
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That last one tho