I'm fucking spent, sick, feeling like the feeling's back. A little different, goddammit why am I always so mad? Clenched teeth. Don't speak. Bite my tongue till it bleeds. Got me staring down focused on concrete. Yeah you feel me. Goddamn I'm always thinking, always thinking, always thinking. And the things that I've been reading show me how the past deceived me. Never really want to be like this but fuck it that's the way this is. Oh man not again. This is always how this ends. Same shit, not the plan. This is always how this ends. Is checking out a real option for me? I find it kind of funny the way we're used to running. And checking out is still an option cause I feel insecure about every single move I make.
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