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The choice.
"So what are you going to do?"
I don't know really I hadn't given it much thought.
"What. Are. You. Going. To. Do.?"
I don't know..
I stare blankly into the light on the ceiling above. If I stare into it long enough maybe I'll dissolve into nothing. Maybe the tingling in the back of my eyes means they will melt out of my head.
The longer I stare the more I see. I see dancing orbs of light like flicks of a soul.
I see the walls spin and the light grow dim.
After blinking slowly I find myself wondering if the light has always been so goddamn bright.
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I have no idea who I am.
That sounds cliche.. Let me rephrase.
People ask me what I am going to do with my life, and to put it simply I don't know.
Most days I want to dissapear, away from the things I have no idea how to do.
Honestly do you think if there was a sign-up sheet for this life, that I would be at the top of that list?