January 2012
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Why the fuck am I sitting here stressing shit is...
I always dot his shit to myself…fuck my over active ass brain. I need not to just be sitting here thinking by myself, I need to be distracted. And these two bums here are not being a good distraction anymore…gotta find somebody/something else.
Don't ever feel sorry for me.
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Don’t ever take me serious
Don’t ever think I’m going to be great
Don’t ever think I’ll succeed
Don’t ever think life is going to be good for me
Don’t ever think I’m real
Don’t ever believe what comes out of my mouth
Don’t ever think I’m going to survive
I can show you better than I can tell you.
You don’t even have to believe that.
Let your eyes watch me.
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I think Im done for the night...
Bout to shut off the internet and act as happy possible in the my dorm with my friends for about a hour or so..then go to bed with Abel.
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Same Old Song...
I swear I could listen to this on repeat all day. I think Ima do that tonight..and just zone the fuck out, being lifted by Abel’s words.
When all else fails...I know I can always turn to...
He knows just the right things to say to comfort me..and leave me depressed, but in a good way. Idk if that makes sense..but oh well I know what I mean.
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You can't help who you fall for...
even with everyone in my ear telling me to let go…I just can’t..and I won’t. Why, cause they only can see from the outside. They didn’t even begin to scratch the surface of our relationship. They don’t know everything put into it..or all the feelings that tie everything together. Everyone always says “Don’t judge a book by its cover”, but they be the...
