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Troye Sivan truly has some beautiful lyrics, eh?
Honestly, I feel terrible. The worst I have in awhile.
- friends
- people problems bashing into my own
- inability to be alone
- no damn ideas
- incapability to leave my bed
- head kills
- I would rather sleep through it all
I feel like a giant mess, or a heated mess. I can't, I just... I'm going to the psychologist tomorrow, I'll see you then. I love you a lot and I hope to be better for y'all soon. If not, I'll wait off a few days (if possible) and I'll write down the stories I have waiting. Sorry for being a bummer.
Love, GABBY
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