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panic rises again I'm an ******* and I know that. truth was never one of my strengths not even towards myself. I yearn for cernity but I don't really trust it for I am too afraid of pain I'd have to face. The pain that I'm causing everybody else by that is simply another truth I won't accept a beer would be nice maybe five would be better I regret this intensely
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
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panic rises again I'm an ******* and I know that. truth was never one of my strengths not even towards myself. I yearn for cernity but I don't really trust it for I am too afraid of pain I'd have to face. The pain that I'm causing everybody else by that is simply another truth I won't accept a beer would be nice maybe five would be better I regret this intensely
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 4:33 AM UTC
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