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What the hell is going on with me?
I need a break from my so called intelligence. HELP.

It's like a cascading, rushing force of emotions and thoughts that have me in a state of drunken stupor. They wrap tightly around my existence, spinning me around until the world i know becomes a dizzying blurred reality stuck in an infinite loop.

I'm on a merry-go-round that's going too fast. I'm queasy and about to puke.

Can I get off? Can I cry?

Can I stop thinking. Stop analyzing.

I'm going home and sleeping. Hell with working out today.

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