I'm not even sure what keeps me going anymore. I forget to breathe sometimes when it gets particualry bad, and I forget what I'm even doing here. I don't have anything to make me happy. I feel alone 99.9% of the time, even when I'm standing in the middle of a crowd. And I don't smile. Not real ones like I used to, but I'm a pro at faking them now.
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its worth a shot
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dont worrrrry doak, i have my crack ass to cheer u up! I <3 you! when u feel like getting away u can come stay in no mans land with me in rockville.
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