I think too much, which usually leads me to thinking about my future and this world. I'm always thinking "What's the point?" Not because I simply want to die or that I'm going through a lot of pain, but I just don't see the point in living sometimes. The universe doesn't care when or how I die and I'll never make an impact on anything, and the world would go on with me. But I realize how selfish I can sound, and I'm not exactly planning on dying I just....feel frustrated at everything all the time.

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