The prospect of identity overwhelms me. I constantly feel under pressure to assert who I am, and what my sodding interests are. Sometimes I just don't care; all I want to do is to quit trying to be ME and just BE. Actually, staring at a blank wall sounds great right now. I don't want to be a given the option to 'personalise' it either.
Does anyone even read this?
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