1. I'm into depression episode/mode.
2. I tried, I really fucking tried. And I keep trying to write.. I have 3 projects to write about. However, nothing came out.
3. I lost concentration, I can't focus as before. I lost control. When you lose control, you're vulnerable.
4. Give me a break, please.
My life is just like these papers.. line-less.. full of expectations, and many unexpected events.. so, I'm not sure how it would end.. though I feel the end is approaching soon.. Still it's lineless
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