I'm sick of it. I'm done with this anxiety bullshit. I don't have time for it. I'm tired of feeling my pulse and thinking I'm going to die everytime I get tired or something. The other day I was afraid of laughing too hard because it would stop my heart. That's not me at all. But you know what, I don't care anymore. I'm not going to worry about it. Let it stop. I can't succomb to it anymore. I can't live in fear of myself. Besides, I don't know anyone that has complained about being dead. I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees. So bring it on conscience, you're not gunna take me alive.
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