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I’m only 21 and I’m trying so hard not to give up But giving up looks more appealing than ever I’m only 21 and I feel like I’ve reached the final stage I’m only 21 and I’m exhausted I’m only 21 and I’ve been a friend A lover A writer A painter A stoner A saint A shelter A liar A prison An enemy An impostor A heart breaker I’m only 21 and I’m trying to fight this recurring thought that I’ve done all I can on this planet I keep telling myself to hold on, there are better things coming along. But with better, losing is way worse I’m only 21 and I want to have a child one day I’m only 21 and I’m holding on
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
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I’m only 21 and I’m trying so hard not to give up But giving up looks more appealing than ever I’m only 21 and I feel like I’ve reached the final stage I’m only 21 and I’m exhausted I’m only 21 and I’ve been a friend A lover A writer A painter A stoner A saint A shelter A liar A prison An enemy An impostor A heart breaker I’m only 21 and I’m trying to fight this recurring thought that I’ve done all I can on this planet I keep telling myself to hold on, there are better things coming along. But with better, losing is way worse I’m only 21 and I want to have a child one day I’m only 21 and I’m holding on
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Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 3:10 AM UTC
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