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I can't seem to move forward, though everything falls into place
i'm slated to begin wielding training and certification this fall, i'm making money, staying busy
but i feel so hollow, so plastic. I can try and attribute it to my brother's death and everything else, but its a game my mind is playing!
I HATE MYSELF so goddamn much, i hurt everyone i love, and i bite the hands that feed me so often its becoming a habit.
i want to run and hide forever, because i cannot stand and face the music.
i'm slated to begin wielding training and certification this fall, i'm making money, staying busy
but i feel so hollow, so plastic. I can try and attribute it to my brother's death and everything else, but its a game my mind is playing!
I HATE MYSELF so goddamn much, i hurt everyone i love, and i bite the hands that feed me so often its becoming a habit.
i want to run and hide forever, because i cannot stand and face the music.