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You moved on, I did not.
How can you stop caring overnight?
A year ago we stayed up till 3 am talking
And today I don’t know how to even say hey
I think about dying but I don’t want to die, not even close. In fact my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic, theres so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I’m wasting every second, even now i’m writing this when I should be out there, I should be living. I’m still here in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can’t quite figure out what the hell i’m doing or how to get out.
I was just thinking about someone else touching you and now I can’t decide on whether I want to break their hands or my own.
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