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I hate this feeling when my hand's itching to get ahold of a pen and write every word that floats in my head. My head feels like exploding, it wants to pour out all those thoughts that's been consuming me these past years. All these years were so overwhelming, time is so overwhelming, the situation is so overwhelming, all of it drains my strength. But I can't seem to start. I can't seem to figure out what those words are. It's making me uncomfortable and excited at the same time.