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Melancholy baby (this is not that kind of blog)

I’m pinned to the ground, covered with boulders.  Everything is black.  Air too thick to breathe. Heavy. Dark. Suffocating. Trapped. Negative chatter fills my mind. You’ll never.  You can’t.  You don’t. Foolish.  Selfish.  Naive. Not good enough.  Not quick enough.  … Continue reading

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