Nov 17, 2010 15:52
everything i touch turns to dust. i can fail at anything; but this, i really don’t want to. it’s been so long and now all i do is doubt myself. the heart is cold and the purpose is lacking. i am sorry i can’t do better. i am sorry we have to pretend that it’s alright. i am sorry i can't make lemonade.
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