Yes, the world has a right of expecting something of me, since I expect much of it.

(The world as in the collective of people inhabiting it)

Yes, I made those promises, and I'm borderline breaking them.

Sorry I don't share their weberian work ethic. Sorry it doesn't come natural to me.

I mean, it's not like mathematics came natural to all of them. Or photography.

Yes, I'm in the wrong.

(An amendment:
my thoughts of suicide
may actually be thoughts of fleeing and starting again)

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