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Jan 2015
My Moms a little *****....
all she does...
i mean stop
im not even in the mood for writing
like back the **** up off me ya little *****
go get some ******* friends
all u do is worry about me
on the school website 24 ******* 7
til you "saw" a 2 hour delay this morning
its like your my roomate
like an annoying *** buzing in my ear
i try to wasp you away
but its like your their
i dont feel comftorable even when i am
and im done with the unatural feelings
if its comftorable it is
...and if its not....
it isn....
ya know i dont even know why i stress...
like why...
why i even care
...like my feelings...
are my ******* feelings
....i do what i do....
i am who i am...
and its like?
like ya know....
like im in the shadows
but i have a big *** sparkly unicorn entertaining everyone
that either love it or hate
its like im fake as ****
but genuinly nice
but out of a sorta obligated way
like nice but ya know i dont wanna scare you off nice
or i dont want you to think im aggressive or anything nice
.....
you feel
its weird
my mind
...its like
whewwwwww
life tho.....
Like life right now...sometimes feels fake...like im in a play....trying to do each line perfectly..and maybe doing it or not, but always feeling like a failure, like something is missing...ya know..weird huh, life....huh
life huh huh huh....you crusade through it.....and feel outa place...so ya try to solve your *****...and no ansuh....none...tampoco.....nada.....nunca....just no answer....and you realize that life has no intructions to living the perfect life, nor a list full of wrong **** to do, its all just you and your moment....the moment, and its really up to you if your gonna flaunt it, waste it, or lose it. good luck...cuz its hard as a *****, like i thought you could really just snap your ******* fingers....
Written by
Miley Cyrus  Mars
(Mars)   
445
   ---, --- and David Ehrgott
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