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9/2/2017 Sure, i was young and stupid Its a good excuse its not nice to think you would make the same mistake twice Im older now, more wise At least, thats the narrative i live by I wont be stupid again like that time I wont misjudge a snake for a vine I wont get bit, i wont cry My boundaries stand high Noone unworthy gets by So dont even try I will find good people, make good love No more stupid mistakes, no more fuckups My old self was sweet but messed up Im stronger now, better at coping with stress Less ******** more truth But is that really how you wanna feel about the younger you? The one that made it through? The little kid that stood up time and again When depression exacerbated everything she felt? Who made it through her own hell? Well, maybe its healthier to belittle her than to feel helpless But know that she was glorious herself and She was wise and well equipped To cope with reality's ******** She survived the hellish Stayed vulnerable, wasnt selfish Hell, if thats what you wanna trivialize, be my guest But just remember to say thank you Because if you are better, its because she was the best
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 8:31 PM UTC
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9/2/2017 Sure, i was young and stupid Its a good excuse its not nice to think you would make the same mistake twice Im older now, more wise At least, thats the narrative i live by I wont be stupid again like that time I wont misjudge a snake for a vine I wont get bit, i wont cry My boundaries stand high Noone unworthy gets by So dont even try I will find good people, make good love No more stupid mistakes, no more fuckups My old self was sweet but messed up Im stronger now, better at coping with stress Less ******** more truth But is that really how you wanna feel about the younger you? The one that made it through? The little kid that stood up time and again When depression exacerbated everything she felt? Who made it through her own hell? Well, maybe its healthier to belittle her than to feel helpless But know that she was glorious herself and She was wise and well equipped To cope with reality's ******** She survived the hellish Stayed vulnerable, wasnt selfish Hell, if thats what you wanna trivialize, be my guest But just remember to say thank you Because if you are better, its because she was the best
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Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 8:31 PM UTC
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