For all people rotting in bed during winter break you're not alone
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the burden of a girl's teenage years
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Rotting in bed isn't enough, I need to dissolve into the ground and grow flowers on me
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I feel like there's a choice i have to make in my life. Either to be ambitious, achieve all my goals and succeed in life. Just be perfect.
Or to genuinely enjoy life, not care, party, travel, whatever.
As a result, of this unnecessary choice my fucked up brain created, I now just rot in bed.
Why is life so fucking difficult? Like just let me enjoy the process or let me die bro.
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