bleepheounfgal

I want to go really far away and struggle to survive. Maybe I'd be more creative then. Maybe I'd find that I need adventure, experience, new new new new things to be someone. I'm so bored with myself I don't know what to do anymore. It's a whiney self loathing habit of mine to sit here and complain about things I can't really control but could've if possibly I was raised different or if I really was goddamn fearless. People will use the phrase that people like me don't want it enough. I think I want some things so much it fucking hurts and then I dwell on that instead of fixing myself. Sometimes I really don't get why people want to be around me. I feel like a blob.
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