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I usually find myself staring at the monitor not knowing what to do. I think I am only productive 5% of the day.

The only thing I have left now is the shitty picture of you in my wallet from the one day you said I made you the happiest and we played with projectors in the basement.

I just want to be forgotten.

I wish I could have made you as happy as you made me, even if it could be for one day. I never want you to hurt again. I am sorry I fooled you to think I was something I am clearly not.

I am jealous of everyone because whenever they don’t want to hear me i am just ignored. Life clings to me like a disease. I try so hard to imagine being dead, those are my happiest moments