barely
updated.
there's
more
to
life
than
this.



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6*20*01

Late night no brainer

I'm just here. What more do you want me to say? I'm tired of feeling the obligation to do things just because others to them. I can't even keep my own shit straight, let alone everyone else's. I'm sorry, but I'm just not capable of that.

I miss his words, I miss him.



regress /progress



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