I salute you, my bored, depressed friend.

I am in a tricky situation.
I think there won't be happening anything interesting in a few days.
I am happy around my friends.
I have caught a cold.
I miss my friends, who live in the North of this country.
I fear myself.
I feel you bro.
I smell chips.
I usually don't sleep 'til 5p.m.

I search for acceptance.
I wonder why have I become so superficial.
I regret nothing. And at the same time, everything.
I love my girls.

I care about my future.

I tell too much to people.

I worry of my mental health.

I am not alone.

I remember most of my mistakes.

I believe that there is no God.

I sing in my room.

I don’t always get so angsty while doing a post.

I don’t like the Republicans or The Finns.

I write when I'm inspired. 

I win at blaming myself.

I lose at sports.

I dance when I'm home alone, drunk or just really tired.

I wish for deepness and creativity.

I never 

I listen to haters, which I shouldn't do. 

I don't understand racists, especially those who aren't ashamed of being one.

I can usually be found in school.

I need to find myself.

I forget many things. 


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