i feel like no matter where i turn i'm met with an obsticle.
i wish i could see the light at the end of the tunnel but all i see is a bunch of black. for now i'm ok with things being big 'up-in-the-air's and being mysteries, but i'm not ok with the all the weight. i think i might be breaking. i can't tell because i'm always under all of it, i'm always carrying all of it.
i guess we'll see what the damage is once all the weight lifts.
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