through all the heartache
through life and death
through all the chaos that lives in my head
we can all be certain of one thing
i was much more clever when i was on ******
way too often i imagine a life where i've never met him
(i never end up any place good)
but in all these imaginings
i always feel like me
i always feel like i'm enough
so now can you un-save me?
Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 10:55 PM UTC
through all the heartache
through life and death
through all the chaos that lives in my head
we can all be certain of one thing
i was much more clever when i was on ******
way too often i imagine a life where i've never met him
(i never end up any place good)
but in all these imaginings
i always feel like me
i always feel like i'm enough
so now can you un-save me?
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