Eventually, I'll be ok. The voices will stop, the nausea will subside, and I will be sane again.
Until then, I'll be walking around like a hormonal zombie with the weirdest of mood swings. This too will pass, and I'll be ok again... Eventually.
Go ahead, say it over and over like a mantra. Go ahead and pehaps, you'd eventually convince yourself.
Why do Filipinos have mirrors on their desks?
9 years ago
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