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What Is There?
I am in a meloncholoy mood and do not feel much like anything. I am frustrated at many different things in my life today and feel unable to put the frustrations into words. I should be so happy, yet I do not seem to exist in many ways anymore. I simply travel from one requirement to the next, not really making any of my own decisions, not getting to do a helluva lot.
I get tired of people either not hearing me or ignoring me. It has been happening a lot lately. At work, at home, at the store. I am tired of everyone else having needs and I have none (apparently).
I am tired of not having a moment to myself.
PipeTobacco
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