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Enjoy life,

there is plenty of time to be dead.

Again.

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Again, I have to do it fucking again. It's not fair, but you know what? I want to do it anyways. I fucking hate myself for being so damn weak. Fuck it. Fuck this. Fuck you. Can't even commit, then what's the fucking point. Am I really just a distraction until the real deal comes along? Maybe you are hurting too, and maybe you miss me like you said, but do you have to do this to me? Again?

Why do I have to be crying over you again.









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