I may no longer have longings for death.
But how much of life do I want?

It's coming to that time again, where I don't feel like doing the things I'm suppose to do.
Forcefully making deadlines.
Trying to handle insomnia.

If I really want to become a social worker, would I not have a much stronger drive?
The lack of motivation.
Ugh. Honestly, what am I doing?

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Coping?
I'm looking for people's attention really.
Sometimes I look for people's "Oh, you are such a good person".
Now I am looking for girls flirting with me.

I know that I will never date these girls, cause the girls (I think) I like would not be so openly flirtatious.

You know what, I'm just gonna shut my computer and do my work.