Sometimes it's hard to find the strength to make it through another day. I want to walk right out that door and not stop until i get to Mexico. Find a new identity. Leave the old me behind. Shed it like a coat. Peel another layer off. It's hard to realize you are really alone. In all senses of the word. It is always you. No one has the answer but
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