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[weepingcrab]

Sometimes, there doesn't have to be something wrong for my brain to feel like mush. For my legs to be immobile while I watch a show that lets me escape to a world that isn't so bleak, that has hope unlike the one I know. I feel so unfulfilled and unsatisfied with my life and wish I had someone to share it with that wants to share it back with me in the same way. I wish it didn't take me two hours of dicking around for me to finally pick my feet up off the floor and piss. I wish I didn't keep masturbating and smoking to feel something. It feels like nothing can release me from the rut I'm in, and the worst part is when people ask me if I'm fine or if something is wrong or if something happened but the truth is that something is always happening, I'm never fine, and the world isn't ok.