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There is a civil war going on inside. It seems to be painfully infinite. It is full of self-hatred, loathing. It is confusing, chaotic. You want to cry, you cannot. It is out of control. It makes you angry. What can you do, but nothing? ******* Why?
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Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 1:43 AM UTC
Civil War
There is a civil war going on inside. It seems to be painfully infinite. It is full of self-hatred, loathing. It is confusing, chaotic. You want to cry, you cannot. It is out of control. It makes you angry. What can you do, but nothing? ******* Why?
emily-bonson
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Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 1:43 AM UTC
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