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I haven't been right lately and i feel on edge and I just keep getting freaked out by the big questions and the world and stuff about myself.

Like I stumble on something like this and it's just shattering because it's gone. september, march - its just like these moments are rips in the illusion and it's scary and it's heart crushing and it bridges the gaps of the good times and compounds them into a well made argument that traps you in it's logic and you feel cornered, and caged, and helpless and I'm transported back to those moments when I was scared and confused and doped up but could feel the pain but was to afraid to think about what it meant.