i have a load of things to do when i get back. i want to do this, do that, go here and go there.
everything is entangled in my head, struggling and panting.
it's yet to be done, but the burden anxiety has already torn me apart.
am i going to survive?
a question i should ponder.
p/s: somehow the craving for mc'd and kfc soothes me.
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