II feels like I have to gave my 100% to have the 50% of everybody.
God was trying to make me realize something.
It actually hit me like a train,
I broke down in a puddle of tears.
I'm not good enough.
That's it.
That's all.
And now I have to live with it.
How?
I don't know.
Like Hazel said it: I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties.
That's what i'm gonna do.
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
II feels like I have to gave my 100% to have the 50% of everybody.
God was trying to make me realize something.
It actually hit me like a train,
I broke down in a puddle of tears.
I'm not good enough.
That's it.
That's all.
And now I have to live with it.
How?
I don't know.
Like Hazel said it: I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties.
That's what i'm gonna do.
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