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I'm going insane. He's got swarms of girls flocking each side to scream in his defense. He's got bros upon bros who will vouch for him, even though they know he's worthless. He's got friends in high and low places and moods that dip in between. He's a teen. He's pathetic, but not scrawny, he's tough and weak and just pain ******* It's difficult to blame him for things that he's done when he blames himself for things that he hasn't. His life is a trapdoor. Anyone who walks through is stuck in a small space which swallows the soul. My soul.
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
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I'm going insane. He's got swarms of girls flocking each side to scream in his defense. He's got bros upon bros who will vouch for him, even though they know he's worthless. He's got friends in high and low places and moods that dip in between. He's a teen. He's pathetic, but not scrawny, he's tough and weak and just pain ******* It's difficult to blame him for things that he's done when he blames himself for things that he hasn't. His life is a trapdoor. Anyone who walks through is stuck in a small space which swallows the soul. My soul.
shannon-lund
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
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