اکنون در دسترس! پژوهش تلگرام ۲۰۲۵ — مهمترین بینشهای سال 
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I'm sorry for the things I can't undo. where are we? forgive me and the world outside your room. we're falling.
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I lied about having sex. put your clothes on, we're going to lie down on the floor and imagine our funeral together.
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I don't care if it hurts. I want to have control. I want a perfect body. I want a perfect soul. I want you to notice when I'm not around. you're so fucking special, I wish I was special.
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3:00 but I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo, what the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.
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when you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. you're just like an angel. your skin makes me cry. you float like a feather in a beautiful world. I wish I was special, you're so fucking special.
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even in my most beautiful and enjoyable moments of my life, I still think about ending it all.
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I don't want to reconnect with nature, I wanna BE the nature. like the grass that has grown from the soil that was provided by my corpse.
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whenever I reconnect with nature, I gain 2 brain cells and lose 28 more. (I'm a nostalgia mf)
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the wave of random sadness hit me so hard that I could feel it's invisible slap on my face.
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they were not even your friends, they'll be happy when your dead. blood machine, trying to play god.
