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I feel conflicted over whether or not I'm good with my words. I've come to realize its rather easy for me to go over board with it. To make it sound over the top and pretentious when just a small string of it can be enough to express whatever it is I'm feeling. I feel like I'm drowning in absolute blue, waiting for something or someone to pull me out of my misery. I'm suffocating in my own sadness.
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 2:47 PM UTC
Doubts
I feel conflicted over whether or not I'm good with my words. I've come to realize its rather easy for me to go over board with it. To make it sound over the top and pretentious when just a small string of it can be enough to express whatever it is I'm feeling. I feel like I'm drowning in absolute blue, waiting for something or someone to pull me out of my misery. I'm suffocating in my own sadness.
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Jun 20, 2020
Jun 20, 2020 at 2:47 PM UTC
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