the fabulous life.
all the things I would never admit.
a force to be reckoned with.
awake.
one of those days.
you swear you woke up on the wrong side of the bed.
why? why again?
medicine bottles, lie on the floor.
longing for attention.
don't like feeling empty.
sometimes empty is better than this.
decisions.
why do I feel broken?
I don't understand...
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