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I just don't care.
Wasting my time, when I could be doing more important things.
Like dying, for instance,
I don’t even find death poignant.
It’s much happier than life, at any rate.
Books. Writing. T.V. Internet. Crying. Cuddling various animals. Crying. Over-thinking. Friends. Friends angry. Friends sad. Friend problems. Family hurt.
Hate it. Hate it.
This isn't even a good piece of writing. And I don’t actually give a fuck.
I just want to stop.