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Sep 2015
i am still my past,
that stupid little girl,
with that stupid knack
for crying,

and i am still her future,
for shes still a little stupid,
and still cries with that
horrible talent for crying,

and i am still alive,
even if im stupid,
even if im crying.
I got my hair dyed today and someone indirectly called it ugly and I'm so upset and I've been crying for hours. Also they forgot nearly everything about me
cait-cait
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