i can't believe you did that to me clara, you whore... i thought you were my friend... i shouldve remembered something the drummer from One Youth to Live told me- "friends dont really exist"
i told myself i wasn't going to write to you assholes today, i told myself, but i have to.. my self esteem cannot stand alone in this quest to understand why we even bother opening our eyes every morning
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Well, i guess i'll start writing my fears and frustration because it seems like i can no longer tell people face to face how it feels just to wake up every morning
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