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I had the chance to have a conversation with a madman . But I never was a fan of talking to myself besides I had nothing new to say. We often find ourselves trapped lost in worry over what others may think. I truly never gave a **** . Call it ego call it whatever you care to because I wont be listening to begin with. The only critic that matters is the one that stares back at you in the mirror.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
Another Thought And A Diffrent Phase
I had the chance to have a conversation with a madman . But I never was a fan of talking to myself besides I had nothing new to say. We often find ourselves trapped lost in worry over what others may think. I truly never gave a **** . Call it ego call it whatever you care to because I wont be listening to begin with. The only critic that matters is the one that stares back at you in the mirror.
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Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 7:52 AM UTC
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