I’m fucked up.

I’m a mess.

I’m an explosion of unspoken insanity.

I’m the unpredictable piece of trouble.

I wanna run.

I wanna cry.

I wanna loath with all my fears… my doubts… my loneliness.

I just wanna disappear into thin air.

Take me.

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