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I just want to run.
And hide.
And scream.
Writhe in fear.
Have you ever had that feeling?
The feeling where you feel like screaming and crying and just dying so to escape the crap of your life?
I have.
That is my life.
Running away.
And when I try to escape.
I can't.
I just... Can't.
I hate myself.
Hate my life.
Hate it all.
But I can't escape.