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for as much as she stumbles - she's running.
for as much as she runs - she's still here. -
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fail.
fail.
fail.
fail.
fail. -
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I don't even know how to write on here anymore.
I have become so completely detached from self-reflection and introspection.
I can't help but feel it is better this way.
I don't know why.
But it must be.
It has to be.
I can't deal with any of the messes right now. -
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I have been keeping my daily log, still. I just haven't been posting it.
People seemed to find it depressing.
I'm really okay, ya'll. <3
My daily log, however, is not very convincing proof.
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This burden may be more than I would like to bear
but it is LESS than I can take -
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My phone played an April Fools joke on me today.
It decided to not have the alarm go off so I was fifteen minutes late for work.
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I love finding old mix tapes/CDs and rediscovering all the terrible music I used to obsess over. -
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You've seen the worst of me now
I'm all alone see?
You lost me somehow
And WHAT we're fighting for is (p e a c e)
Are you still in love with me,
Or someone else?
Well are you such a dreamer?
Put yourself in my shoes
Careful what you wish for love
I've seen the worst of you too
I LET IT GO see?
Because I have to
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