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Depressed again, and feeling rotten. All I've done lately is hurt people. I can't even find words to express the depths of my self-hatred. The gaps between depression and emptiness are filled with it.
I don't want to feel better either, because I deserve to feel this way. I'm a piece of slime.
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If we believe we can't lose
Even mountains will move
It's my faith, it's my life
This is our battle cry!-Skillet
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