I think I could understand how a scrambled egg could feel.
Wondering how do I pick up the pieces and plow forward even though all I want to do is lie down where I am and just waste away.
Talk about having a bad case of low self-esteem. Ahm feelingk it.
And I'm also having flashbacks of my cynicism I experienced when I was 12. I nearly forgot about it.
One of those days
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