What the fuck?
Everything I do is never good enough for anyone.
My mom is such a miserable bitch.
I don't know what is wrong with me that I can't be happy.
I try my best to smile, but I shouldn't have to.
I am not asking for a perfect world, or a perfectly. I am simply asking for fair imperfection. Is that too much?
I would tell a big story supporting
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