I'm exhausted. I don't want to do this anymore. I really fucking don't.

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I'm exhausted. I don't want to do this anymore. I really fucking don't.
if you ask me what poetry is … I’ll play you this song
i feel like this often. sad this blog is gone. grateful this piece still exists so I thought I’ll share. i know I’m not the only one that feels this way and sometimes these post is what feels like a lil hug and maybe you can go on another 24hrs.
work anxiety is real, Jesus Christ !
it takes a lot for me to get up and go to work. but when you have responsibilities and have to make things happen 😭 shit
it’s hard being the one people call. when in reality…you barely have anything yourself
no matter how much you try to convince me. i know GOD hates me. there's no other explanation thee fucking end bro.
nostalgia be kicking my ass. keeps my thoughts racing. sleepless nights. yesteryear, I long for it. what it meant to me, what it still does.
i just want to be happy and financially stable BUT that's too much too ask for.
i wish i had a dadddddddddddddddddddddddddddddsaddddddd
(hes alive, just shitty)