.:.:.:.:.
I'm struggling to breath.
my voice is shaky.
my head is pounding.
I need out of here.
I don't belong, I'm different.
I can feel them judging me.
and ever second that goes by is another breath that slowly struggles to come out.
please let me go.
-e.t.
(10:33 pm, no wifi)
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