when you have no one else to count on, you have to transform. nothing's ever good enough, no one will ever make me happy. nothing will ever make me happy. i'm done. i'm not sure what else to do at this point. everythings gotten way darker and harder to handle. it's a blackout. can't see a thing, can't feel a thing, can't think, can't sleep......nothing. this is me in the end stages of beginning a new transformation. nothing else matters anymore, no one else matters anymore. i'm done.

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