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I gave in to a weak desire to start the day. Then I listened to my inner words, the ones that never leave my lips and the ones that change my whole appeal whether for the worse or the better I’ve had a sick mind. Rotted to the core with self hate and I know others silently relate, I’m not a unique case even if it feels that way. We need to learn to get out of our way how to be grown and still know how to play. I started on a bad foot but I corrected my stride with a smile.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
shedding skin
I gave in to a weak desire to start the day. Then I listened to my inner words, the ones that never leave my lips and the ones that change my whole appeal whether for the worse or the better I’ve had a sick mind. Rotted to the core with self hate and I know others silently relate, I’m not a unique case even if it feels that way. We need to learn to get out of our way how to be grown and still know how to play. I started on a bad foot but I corrected my stride with a smile.
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Feb 28, 2020
Feb 28, 2020 at 2:13 AM UTC
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