I can't really describe it. It's like a feeling of desperation and restless longing -- as if I were actually two words "so alone" written out on a blank piece of paper and tossed into an empty bin.
i don't want to grow up...
i'm a toys r us kid.
my life is in shambles. when will i get it together?
tomorrow.
it is always tomorrow.
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