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Stuck in the fight for what is right only to fall everytime you try. My Dad died, I'm shaking at night thinking about it. Why did he have to leave me when I need direction? Every girl I've tried to get with realizes how messed up I am and leaves. Why do I seek worth in a partner? I'm not innocent or guitless, don't mistake this for me pretending to be a victim of this system.
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Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 10:16 PM UTC
Not A Victim
Stuck in the fight for what is right only to fall everytime you try. My Dad died, I'm shaking at night thinking about it. Why did he have to leave me when I need direction? Every girl I've tried to get with realizes how messed up I am and leaves. Why do I seek worth in a partner? I'm not innocent or guitless, don't mistake this for me pretending to be a victim of this system.
EdgarAllanBro
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25/M/Ohio
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 10:16 PM UTC
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