i want to sleep forever. my dreams are far more interesting than my real life. i wish i could fall into one of my books. i wish i didn't suffer from so much anxiety. as much as i will it, it doesn't go away. i swear one day i'll probably stop breathing. i miss california. i miss going to school. nothing that needs to get done happens fast enough. i even stress over grocery shopping.

i don't understand how living in idaho where nothing happens, and i have no friends my age to hang out with, can give me such anxiety.

i feel tired all the time. i think i'll stop breathing.

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