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Sep 1
Louder than me
He sat in your seat
The pasta was better
Communication more clear
But I still want to puke all the time
I’m no better, wish I was
I actually am it just feels pointless and it’s easy
To cave
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pleblderblerbmerbcschrb  22/fatigue
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