soulmates never die.

oh. so this is where we stand?

i see.

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to be honest, i have nothing to say.
i feel like i should write here more often. i feel like there's something in my life i should be documenting. but honestly, every time i wake up, the day gets harder.
i feel like giving in.
is this just another journal for me to hate life in?

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really i want to write about something, but i have nothing to write about.

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shit is too real sometimes.