Jibber Jabber.

i feel bad. i feel bad. i feel bad.

i can't believe im crying. i can't believe im crying. i cant believe im crying.

i dont think i should be writing. i dont think i should be writing. i dont think i should be writing.

shit. im an incoherent bitch.

please make me feel better. scratch that.

i know i said i will never contemplate on being suicidal.

so not me.

still crying.

i dont need to be rescued.

i can handle my life.

will i be electrocuted if my keyboard'll get wet by tears?

nah, didnt think so.
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