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it seems to me it's spiraling out of control and it's inevitable


ugh. i hate this. i hate that i have nothing to say without sounding completely repetitive. honestly, like, i dont even know where to go with this blog post, except that i feel that i need to be writing. even if it is just utter nonsense.

i
hate
feeling.
this.
way.

period.


i hate that i don't know the solutions. that i feel so unsettled all the time. that i just dont want to do this anymore. any of it. ugh.

i just want to hide. where no one can find me. where i can't find myself.
i just want to feel safe. and secure. to feel happy. happ(ier)