Twenty-eighth day of September.
"I’m exhausted. I don’t know when it all started to go wrong but I’m exhausted. Every relationship feels like work. Every moment that I’m awake feels like work." - My Liberation Notes (2022).
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Join me on my journey of loneliness and despair.
I'll save you a seat and hot teas.
Will You?
Subscribe now for your weekly dose of melancholy.
I promise not to overdose you with tears!
THANKS FOR JOINING!
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