I used to like to create, I painted, I drew everything I could, now I hate it, I can't look at any of my work, I'm not happy, I have no motivation, every pencil stroke is tiring.

and I am sad for the second year

I lost my passion

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[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]

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