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The Wake Up!
You ever just woke up in a panic? Deciding right then and there this will be the day that you have a heart attack. Not really knowing what the panic is really about. All you know is that your life has become this shitty little community living rent free in your head. First thing on my mind and I haven't even gotten my day started. Fuk this anxiety shit. Pray about it and just go on with the day, right? Wrong!! Because no matter how much I want to pray the anxiety away it's stuck to me like gum stuck under my shoes. What am I going to wear to work today? What bill can I afford to pay? How much do I have left for the week? When can I go and buy groceries? "UUUGGGHHH" The many things of being an adult. Why can't things just go smoothly? Why is life this hard? WHEN WILL IT GET BETTER?


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To Crash Out!
That day has officially arrived when you just can't take it anymore. Your mind is telling you it's time to crash out and show others that today is just not the day for you to take on anyone's shit. That very moment when nothing else matters, you're ready to go for the kill, every and anything annoys your soul. The next asshole who says just the slightest thing that even sounds wrong will get an ear full, Your job. Fuck it! Your dignity. Fuck it! Your sanity. Fuck it! This is the time you want to scream out loud how selfish and disrespectful your family, friends and colleagues can be. How can you not notice my pain? How can you not see how miserable I am? Why can't someone take 2.5 secs out their time just to ask that one simple question.... Are you ok? Instead, of speaking up, you just sit quiet and have everyone dump all of their worries & problems on you as if you wear a cape and have superpowers to change the world? Is that too much to ask? Or Am I wrong? (Yes)

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