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Holy shit it's been 7 years since the last post!

I have mini existential crises everyday. Sometimes, big ones.

Truth is I just wanna get away from everything and go live in the woods or in a cave and feed on tree barks and berries, until I die.

人生中最可悲的事，莫非于必需亲自抹杀自己心中的一团火。

I have imaginary conversations with my friends in my head that will never happen in real life. It's just too hard to speak what's really on your mind sometimes.

如果我不在了，身边的人会怎样呢？

I think the biggest hindrance to me getting professional help is finding out that there's nothing wrong with me after all and I'm just a failure of a human being.

Yesterday night was another night that ended with tears. Sometimes, you just don't know how to continue living. Sometimes, you just don't know whether you're worth it. Sometimes, you just don't know what you're doing. But after that, you sleep, wake up the next day and go through stuff all over again.

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