I don't want to think or create anything. Yesterday i was so pumped about the chaper i wrote. Today i don't even want to look at it.
I just want to bury my head under my pillow and stay like that for a long time. I don't understand.
This can't be what everyone feels like or no one would leave the house. Why is this a thing? I don't like it.
I wish i had something uplifting and motivating to tell you guys but today i just don't.
There just doesn't seem to be a point to anything. No one cares about who i am anyway. Everyone just reads one article on Aspergers and thinks they have me all figured out.
I'm more than that, or i'd like to say i am. But i'm not. I'm really not.
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