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...yes I'm a mess, but I want to be. Need a little time to be unruly. Sometimes, I wonder who will stick around? It's like, g.o.t. the way all my mains drop dead to me each season. I can't be concerned. I've earned the right to grow so go on go. phony people. Yes I'm a mess. But I need to be. Need time to grieve all that used to be
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Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
Eh...it's messy
...yes I'm a mess, but I want to be. Need a little time to be unruly. Sometimes, I wonder who will stick around? It's like, g.o.t. the way all my mains drop dead to me each season. I can't be concerned. I've earned the right to grow so go on go. phony people. Yes I'm a mess. But I need to be. Need time to grieve all that used to be
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Jul 1, 2019
Jul 1, 2019 at 12:25 AM UTC
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