It's everywhere. It's anywhere I look, it's any music I hear. It's any book I read. It's in every Tumblr reblog, every Retweet, every other social media comments.
It's in every vandalism under the bridge. Every words written on a dusty wind shield. It's in the flyers that doesn't really makes sense.
It's in every wrong, small decision I made. It's everywhere.
Anxiety. Depression. Suicidal thoughts.
They don't really stop. They don't really end. They just continue to pile up over each other.
And I wonder how long can I keep it in. I wonder when will I snap. I wonder when will it end.
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