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I wrote a poem about it, and then threw it away, because that’s the last thing I need right now: More words dedicated to people who will never dedicate a single thing to me.

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I have baby fever.

All my coworkers are pregnant. I want to be pregnant. I want a baby.

Now.

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I don’t deserve to be happy. I’m so over life right now. I just want to crawl in a hole and die.

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Fall Out Boy last night was amazing, but it was literally the worst pit I’ve been in. It wasn’t even that rough, it was just vicious as fuck.