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paint on your face, it makes you happy even though your dying inside. smile every day even though you want to run and hide. people think they know you, their far from it, you just want to hit out. but your scared, so you pretend, cause its better that being like this anything is better than being like this.
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Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 12:52 PM UTC
paint.
paint on your face, it makes you happy even though your dying inside. smile every day even though you want to run and hide. people think they know you, their far from it, you just want to hit out. but your scared, so you pretend, cause its better that being like this anything is better than being like this.
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Feb 20, 2011
Feb 20, 2011 at 12:52 PM UTC
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