Now is not the time in my life where I need so much pressure. I have too many people hounding down my back expecting things from me. I can't do it right now. The rest of my life is sand in my hands. Each person is just pulling my fingers apart and letting the rest of my life slip in between them. I can't be rude and tell them to leave me alone but I've told everyone COUNTLESS times that I can't be around right now.
I need a box. And a lock. And me inside that box.
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