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I will surviveeeeeeee.

Hello.


I'm feeling better now. Not feeling like I need to puke all my guts out anymore. And I'm not on auto-pilot anymore, nor I am like a zombie anymore. I feel empty and sometimes I feel like just cutting off from the world. Not like I wanna kill myself, God forbid. But like just be here on my own. You know.


I hope next week goes by fast and after that, I'll be on a cruise to hell. At least it is something that I look forward to do. I really look forward to be on that cruise because I want to get the hell out of all the situations I've gotten myself into.


Sometimes, I avoid relationships because deep down inside, I know I could break down easily. And I would do anything to avoid that, thank you.


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