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It just doesn't feel right. Not today.
I'm sick and tired. Of every single bullshit. I'm tired of having to wait until september to get my life back on track. And of thinking that my summer will have nothing to do with what it's supposed to be.
I'm tired of stagnation. Of sleeping in a fucking single bed. Of anorgasmic conformists and self declared anti-conformists. I'm tired of just 'not being there'. Of getting on airplanes whenever it all feels so far. I'm just tired damn it. And I need a tiny taste of home.