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Originally Posted by atisketatasket
This reminds me of a Shel Silverstein poem:
*clears throat, strikes proper pose for reciting poetry*
What do I do? What do I do?
My library book is 42 years overdue.
I'll admit that it's mine,
But I can't pay the fine.
What do I do? What do I do?
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Love it! Yes, what shall I do, indeed?[emoji1]
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There are so many things wrong with me, and sometimes I believe there is more than what is diagnosed. I fear never healing, being left alone to crawl this heartless, cruel world. I hate myself so much, and sometimes, as much as I hate them, all I really want is a heartfelt hug. Will I ever make it through this thing called life? Or will I drown in the darkest depths of the ocean? Only time can tell. As for now, I just hide and I fear. This is, and will always be my life. 
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