im here again. ive felt different every time i come to you. im tired of working and not working. i want to stop doing everything, i want to be perfect, i dont know how to work, ive failed but it means nothing. i dont know. i do know, but i dont know what to do. i do know what to do, but i just cant. why do i make myself incapable of work?
you may have forgotten how much fun it can be