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OMFG I can't get out of this fucking writers block pit of hell! It's making me so stressed! If I even run into a problem, I'll get stressed even more and sometimes I'll shed a tear. I'm too fucking stressed, it's killing me.

I don't even know what to do anymore since I've basically just been shit on by my own imagination... I feel so tired all the time now. All I want to do is sleep, not even eat or anything I just want to sleep all the time. When I wake up, I want to close my eyes and force myself back into dreamland but I know I'll never be able to do that.
This feels so terrible, it's like downing in animal shit, being stabbed by fifty-five people, and feeling myself being ripped in half through time and space. I feel like shit all the time. All I can ever do now is hope I can break free from this grasp and try to find the smallest shine of inspiration.

I'm so fucking tired of this...

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