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#bipolarawareness
Why waste my breathe. When you can't listen to anybody else but yourself. I'm not sorry for your lack of patience. But I am sorry, you lost me. Because when the roofs on fire and my life is falling apart. It's okay to be the fool. Because he's walking off a cliff with a smile on his face. So who's really living their best here?
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May 26, 2019
May 26, 2019 at 5:37 AM UTC
The Fool.