he sweeps me off my feet. he says hes going to recue me.
it seems like every time i find or think i find happiness my fucked up head has to think something and i have to say that and FUCK up everything. why is it that people can accpet the fuck up things i say. then i go crazy and want to hide forever. but no i make an ass outta myself even more and call the people and email then saying im sorry. maybe
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