I woke up with a scratch across my throat. It feels almost symbolic. My chest and back and heart feel heavy and explosive. And I wonder if this feeling will be disarmed or if I will simply be allowed to explode. I fear emptiness, loneliness and making mistakes. Deep breathing can only get me so far. I almost want to pull the pin myself, and let things shatter around me. Maybe I'm meant to be like this.
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