All i want to do is sleep, alone, all day, all the time. It makes me feel better. Lately, my dreams have been better than reality anyways, so what is the point of me being awake? Nothing, absolutely nothing. I must have lied to myself about finding myself, i feel completely and utterly lost, still. Nothing has really changed. I'm constantly setting myself up for disappointment. What is the point of trying to be better when you are too far into nothingness, and the one person you want to come reach down, bring you up, kiss you on the cheek and tell you everything with be okay, will never be there for you again. It's the sad truth, i just haven't built up the courage to accept that yet.
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