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god i feel like shit.
what am i doing with my fucking life. why am i working? what for? what is my fucking life force, my core, my raison d'etre? fucking nothing. i feel like the millionaire who does nothing all day and says "money doesnt make you happy"
all of my friends have gone. i wish i had the time to see them.
the ones who havent may as well have done - i am happy for them, they are paired up and content, even if theyre not working (or they are). this is so shit it's so shit. it's this time of year maybe i don't know. bronze sun not white sun.
im fucking tired of going to the same place every fucking day, making sticky desserts and serving black and yellow beer to people i don't want to know, i don't want locals or regulars i want my own life back. i feel like a part of some one elses life even though im not.
i have no middle i have no reason for any of this. AT ALL. honestly ive been thinking about that for a week and i cant think of anything. i know what should be there but it isnt and i know what i want there but it isnt.
i dont want this i dont want any of this and i cant stop thiking about you and i hate hate hate myself for it.
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