everyone stops listening eventually. and i can't blame them. my stupid-ass complaining, hating life, loneliness... yes, it has gotten old for you, dear readers. but imagine what it's like to wake up every day and feel the way i type. i hate it. i'm trying to make changes, but i get knocked down at every step forward. i try to glimpse the positivity, but it's foggy at best. will keep persevering, but it's harder every day.

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