everything seems so messed up.
things that i enjoy doing are getting tiring.
decisions can't be made.
fickle-minded me.
i can't plan my time anymore, everything's going wrong
what i've done so far seems wrong.
where's my discipline when i need it?
everything is messed up.
listening to: steroids by Oz noy
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