It was a saturday night when I found myself lying on my bed, feeling empty, ugly, and worthless. My future looking as dark and blurry as it can be. We all have those days, right? When the world seems to be conspiring against us. Where your bright dreams don't seem to be enough to get you through. Often times when it hits me, I write. It doesn't exactly "solve" the problem per se but it helps me feel slightly better - getting such heavy emotions off my chest so I can sleep it off.
Then I wake up and feel that things are about to change so I wait. X
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