the root of my problems, does not have a root at all, its like not string or a tail of bread crumbs I can follow back to a single moment, it isnt a suppressed thought, its a voice that convinces me my thoughts were worth suppressing me in the first place.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 11:36 PM UTC
the root of my problems, does not have a root at all, its like not string or a tail of bread crumbs I can follow back to a single moment, it isnt a suppressed thought, its a voice that convinces me my thoughts were worth suppressing me in the first place.
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