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what's the point of trying.. when I know you're just gonna be the same ya I should be more understanding but this time I can't help but think that I'm just wasting my time.. on you I'm getting a little sick sick of this always worrying about you when you can't can't even listen to me am I whispering.. are my words going mute.. do they even even mean anything like you say they do to you…do they? what's the point of caring..
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Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
Whats the point..
what's the point of trying.. when I know you're just gonna be the same ya I should be more understanding but this time I can't help but think that I'm just wasting my time.. on you I'm getting a little sick sick of this always worrying about you when you can't can't even listen to me am I whispering.. are my words going mute.. do they even even mean anything like you say they do to you…do they? what's the point of caring..
Yaaa /: Edit: I was sad when I wrote this so it might not make sense.. ... [Ignore the tags <3 ]
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Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 11:42 AM UTC
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