Wavering resolve

… and then sometimes I just lie here thinking: I am so broken, and I don’t know how to fix me. 

And no one really gives a fuck. 

And maybe I really should just go jump out of a plane. (With a parachute I mean. I’m a bit nihilistic, not suicidal.)

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