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Oct 2016
I'm tired of all the sad *******. I'm tired of the tears, not produced by me but by others. I'm tired of the heart breaks that built up your walls that I'm still trying to break down. I'm tired of everyone being tired. I'm tired of the mindless stares, the never ending solo cup, the meaningless ***. I'm tired of crying girls and ****** over boys. I'm tired of the ******* silence. I'm tired of everything meaning nothing. Frankly, I'm tired of all the sad **** that is trying to bring us down. It's a cycle. You're tired because I'm tired because they are. I'm done. I'm tired of being so **** tired. I've had enough. It's time to fight back. It's time to rise again. We've gotten enough rest. We are awake. Awake for the future, for greatness, for love, for pain, for sad **** because all this rest has us ready for a ******* war. I'm awake and ready to fight. Are you?
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Silence  Oregon
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