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I don't know who I am, I think I know everything. I don't know the people around me, I think that they all agree. I don't know where I'm going in my life, for some reason I think that I do. I don't know if I'll have a husband or wife, for some reason I think that it will be you. I don't know why I feel these emotions, I think that I understand. I don't know why I'm scared of the ocean, I think that I can. I don't know why I can't do anything, I think that I'm special. I don't know if I'll get a wedding ring, I feel made of metal. I miss being a child and feeling the wind fly in for a while, as my fears would rescind. I haven't talked to you in a while, may I come in? I need to see that smile, how long has it been? The last time I remember feeling this way, it was the 7th grade and the skies were all gray. I walked into my room, you held me in your arms, "I love you, I care," and my tears were all gone.
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Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 2:14 AM UTC
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I don't know who I am, I think I know everything. I don't know the people around me, I think that they all agree. I don't know where I'm going in my life, for some reason I think that I do. I don't know if I'll have a husband or wife, for some reason I think that it will be you. I don't know why I feel these emotions, I think that I understand. I don't know why I'm scared of the ocean, I think that I can. I don't know why I can't do anything, I think that I'm special. I don't know if I'll get a wedding ring, I feel made of metal. I miss being a child and feeling the wind fly in for a while, as my fears would rescind. I haven't talked to you in a while, may I come in? I need to see that smile, how long has it been? The last time I remember feeling this way, it was the 7th grade and the skies were all gray. I walked into my room, you held me in your arms, "I love you, I care," and my tears were all gone.
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20/M/United States
Jun 6, 2020
Jun 6, 2020 at 2:14 AM UTC
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