How utterly pointless.

I'm not strong.

I am the weakest person I know.

I always need other people to help me out of my holes.

Ha. But no one is going to, this time.

Some people don't think there is a hole.

Some don't care.

Some aren't willing to help me up.

Some don't notice I need help.

And some just...can't. Too busy. Too preoccupied.

I dunno.

I feel like it would be better for everyone if I just disappeared. For good.

But I can't just do that...

Too many loose ends that, frankly, I am too despondent to want to tie up.

So there, my soul-baring is done with.

Everyone can go back to important stuff now.

I'll go back to lying awake in my bed, alternating between daydreams and tears.

Maybe I'll even sleep for an hour or two before I have to get up and face more people who want want want from me.

Hate this.

trololol

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