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Feb 2020
I cannot quite articulate
the inescapable frustration
that you are to me.
i adore you.
𝘐 π˜ˆπ˜‹π˜–π˜™π˜Œ π˜ π˜–π˜œ!
i adore you-
BUT 𝙄 π˜Όπ™ˆ π™π™Šπ™Š π™ˆπ™π˜Ύπ™ƒ π™π™Šπ™ π™”π™Šπ™!
AND I SUPPOSE LATER ON
i will cry
my stupid
eyes out.
this is just so much frustration put into words. I AM TOO MUCH ALL THE TIME! I AM TOO MUCH !
Aquila
Written by
Aquila  16/F/Althea Park
(16/F/Althea Park)   
  185
     Max Neumann, Maxim and Artem Mars
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