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I always feel bad about myself, I always mess things up, I do ten things and fail eleven times, and I end up blaming others of all the **** that's happening to me. I cry to myself at night, I keep all the pain inside until I physically feel the pain stabbing right through my heart. then lately I realized, maybe it's all my fault. no, not maybe, it really is my fault, and instead of complaining, why not take another step and move on. if I'll fail, I'll fail better this time, I'll fail and fail and fail until I'll have that sweet success. it may not be an easy road, but so what? I might fall hard, with face first, but that would only mean I'm walking forward.
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 9:53 PM UTC
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I always feel bad about myself, I always mess things up, I do ten things and fail eleven times, and I end up blaming others of all the **** that's happening to me. I cry to myself at night, I keep all the pain inside until I physically feel the pain stabbing right through my heart. then lately I realized, maybe it's all my fault. no, not maybe, it really is my fault, and instead of complaining, why not take another step and move on. if I'll fail, I'll fail better this time, I'll fail and fail and fail until I'll have that sweet success. it may not be an easy road, but so what? I might fall hard, with face first, but that would only mean I'm walking forward.
jodeguzman
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 9:53 PM UTC
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