Can I die yet? I don't want to continue this bleak and meaningless existence anymore. I hate it. Nothing to look forward to but the endless assaults of random jerks and the endless teachings of something I know I could never force myself to do. When all I have to fall back on is music, my love. My life support. The single will keeping me going and on my toes. But no one understands.
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