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all of these people, these relationships the people we see on the streets, ground level we see them in the woods they aren't real only at night and when the shadows creep in to cover their true identities what they actually think, and feel, and see thats all you can understand effort is nonexistant and unnecessary but still those false people, they are the ones we try for we try so hard to impress them with our false traits as well we try to be funny for them be cool for them be hot for them be skinny for them we cry for them we die for them we starve for them but what we don't see, what we will never fully see is that we are them
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 1:16 AM UTC
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all of these people, these relationships the people we see on the streets, ground level we see them in the woods they aren't real only at night and when the shadows creep in to cover their true identities what they actually think, and feel, and see thats all you can understand effort is nonexistant and unnecessary but still those false people, they are the ones we try for we try so hard to impress them with our false traits as well we try to be funny for them be cool for them be hot for them be skinny for them we cry for them we die for them we starve for them but what we don't see, what we will never fully see is that we are them
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emily-rose-2
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 1:16 AM UTC
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