Useless.
I feel crappy.
I feel stupid.
I'd love to if someone would just take my life away.
Please.
I don't care.
I don't wanna go back.
I don't wanna do anything.
Crap.
Crap.
Crap.
RPI kills every every happy cells in me.

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