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  • I'm crawling out of my skin.
    I don't know what's wrong with me, but all I feel as if a tiny hands are pulling at my skin. As if a thousand different mouths, all thin lipped, are telling me that I am not going to accomplish anything. I might not. I don't know anymore. People said I could do it, that I am doing it. But now I feel as if I am nothing, that I am in fact not "doing it."
    I don't know what to do.
    I'm crawling out of my skin.
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