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No one is going to see this, no one cares enough. I'm sick of it all. Fuck everything. Fuck the good fuck the bad. It's not just one if those days. Shit can't be this bad for this long. It's exhausting, no one gets it that there's a reason I don't wake up in the mornings, what's the point. Half the time I wake up to nothing new and everything sill eating away at me. I wake up every morning hoping it's the last one, regretting I didn't die in my sleep. I don't want to cause any more pain to anyone. Fuck everything, prove to me, there's a God, prove there's a reason to my pitiful life