Goes on

[Knizerdoodle]

Its past midnight here, at place i lay me head on everyday.

First, nice to meet u pals. I am not sure if we are that close, but what we felt more or less are same. We a little bit special with this anxiety.

When i first get the attack, i start thinking bout my past, then led to my existence. Would my papa and mama be happier if i wasnt there in the first place. World still would be the same if i particularly not gettin involved with its rethoric wave.

No, i never feel like i want to be alone. In fact, i want to be surrrounding by people so that i feel much warmer, but people have their own time. And the fear getting bigger. I live by my thoughts, that werent all sane, werent all goods.

I dont want u to trust me because this is my first story. I am fighting this fear. I am fightig this anxiety.

[Elfje]

You not alone

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Welcome, we hope to understand your concerns.

How can we help

BOB

[Knizerdoodle]

I become senseless to people i used to care. Nor to myself. Dead? I never think bout it yet. Altough there were nights i thought my life is very short. Maybe i would die in my 30s because of diseases i didnt know exist in my body or elses. I hv teacher back in hs, he died at 33. He already knew he wud die young, so he come back to our school, teaching us physcology. He was major in engineering but i think he once through hell, and get insight hahaha. It was a short time we met him, not even a year he waa with us. But what he tought us really deep and leave a memories for forever in my mind. One of the best lesson he told us is from a song by Dream Theater, Spirits Carries On. He asked us to find out the meaning of the song. But come on, high schools must all be happiness or craziness right? Its just passed like that. i never knew that there come a times when i realize dead is end of the journey, but i havent start mine.

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Nice thoughts, thank you.