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 I'm running short on words to express

How completely overwhelmed I feel by life as it is.

I'm trying not to crash while watching the death of my dreams join hands with the absence of everything that matters on my daily existence.

My body is disgusted by the fake food that rules America and still I'm craving anything to eat just to keep my mind from thinking about smoking. It's just so many bad habits involved that I am not sure what is cause and what is consequence.

I can foresee a snap taking place 

But I must go on, and I cannot give up

Sometimes what was supposed to be the greatest gifts in life turn out to be the greatest punishments.

What's the point of having what you never dreamed of, that takes away your only dream?

What's the point of living, if it feels like a mad race against yourself, and you can't enjoy the beauty of nothing at all?

I don't want to talk, I need to isolate, I don't want this conscience that grows like a disease inside my mind to contaminate anyone else...