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Aug 2017
why is it
everyday
i give my
best to the
world
my best
to people
&
all I get
in return
is the
worst
from
everyone?
Spent the whole weekend meditating on my life and why things are the way they are. I understand why I am bitter and jaded now. The only question is do I have a right to be? I'm angry. I don't get angry often.
Jack Jenkins
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Jack Jenkins  28/M/Washington State
(28/M/Washington State)   
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