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so i have this theory ive been milling around in my mind for the past week or so.

so remember the greek myths? there was one about atlas. he carried the world (the globe/atlas whatever) on his shoulders

so i feel that this is the perfect metaphor for how i have been feeling lately.

so i know im melodramatic with what ive been saying so colloquially laterly

but everything feels so heavy. theres this weight on top of me smothering me, weighing me down. i cant breathe. im drowning. head held under the waves by something metaphorical. the weight of the world and my perils.

i hate that i keep checking if your there. who the fuck am i? i hate myself for this...