Why is my life revolving around all these meaningless stuffs?
THERE - IS - SNOW - OUT - THERE - IDIOTS!
(In your dream)
I thought I was going to give everything up again while writing the essay the night before.
"I am not going to reach that. I am not going to reach that."
The sound just wouldn't let me go.
Somehow I managed to get through - for this time.
But you only need one and only one spark to go completely collapsed.
It will come back and haunt me again, and again, and again.
Until the day one of us defeats the other.
Where is your dignity?
It's no big deal, and it's perfectly okay to feel bad.
Nice. I hate you.
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