Okay, this is the 100th part, therefore I'll tell you what we've reached till now:
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Thank you. I'm happy that there are so many people out there who like my art (or at least gave it a try).

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Peeps, I'm sorry...
My life is going downhill. Fast.... too fast......
Please, do anything (talk to me, rp with me, insult me, Anything; just don't ask whether I'm okay. I think that's pretty obvious and it's the last I wanna hear rn) to distract me from the knife next to me. I'm tempted to try it, just to see what it's like, but I promised I wouldn't and I don't wanna break my promise.

I'll just go translate this german song for now..... (you can read it. It describes my feelings pretty well....)

https://youtu.be/P-s8iLJNDMs

I'm a commodity of my everyday life. Because I like excuses,
I do all this, what I want some other time.
It's morbid....

Go outside to follow the deadlines,
Recognise the the sky but nothing in the clouds.
Everything is stuffed with people without faces;
Despite all the lights; everything's dark.

And I can't see myself anymore;
Always busy with missing my goal;
I could scream out loud, but who would hear it?
Could someone destroy my feelings, please?

My life is a tinnitus,
Too loud, monotonous and rigorous.
Day for day I got this shit in my head;
I'm towing myself through this; Drag & Drop

Please shove me like a data,
In the recycle bin, make madh out of me.
Cause there's no memory capacity for me free,
Drag & Drop, it's just over...

Please shove me like a data,
In the recycle bin, make madh out of me.
Cause there's no memory capacity for me free,
Drag & Drop

This is Drag & Drop, I want away but hold on.
I got a giant blockade that grows in my head.
So; stand up, go outside, again only see gray;
Life parenthetically gets stuck in a traffic jam.

Huh, I never wanted it like that.
Every feeling got captured by my microphone.
And then people are listening to the outcome.
Just call me, I won't pick up the phone today,
Cause I only lay here,
I'm wired like never before.
But I don't have the want to ever change it.
Cause I'm living on your phone as an MP3.
Every of the songs is already over...

So come on.
Please shove me like a data,
In the recycle bin, make madh out of me.
Cause there's no memory capacity for me free,
Drag & Drop, it's just over...

Please shove me like a data,
In the recycle bin, make madh out of me.
Cause there's no memory capacity for me free,
Drag & Drop

You only have a chance here if you match the ideals.
It's better if you don't get yourself any fame.
It's also better if you don't say what you want.
If we do it like they want it, there's no luck for us.

I don't know what to do now, either!
Cause the together with the others is just missing.
Cause at the end of the day, no one's united;
You get born alone and will die alone, too;
Or will somebody join??

Please shove me like a data,
In the recycle bin, make madh out of me.
Cause there's no memory capacity for me free,
Drag & Drop, it's just over..........

(Sorry. I'm not feeling well.....)