I'm turning 27 in a couple of days.
27.
Lost and confused.
27.
When I was younger, I thought I'd be successful by this time.
27.
I thought I'd still have you.
27.
Fucked up.
27.
It's been 3 years.
27.
I hate my life.
27.
I hate you.
27.
I don't want to turn 27.
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