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I think my life is beginning to make a little more sense.
Everything and everyone I reach for is probably going to fuck me over before I ever realize it.
Maybe I'm asking for it. Maybe if I turn into some cold-hearted bitch and never attach myself to anyone or anything ever again, I'll come out on top.
Everything and everyone I reach for is probably going to fuck me over before I ever realize it.
Maybe I'm asking for it. Maybe if I turn into some cold-hearted bitch and never attach myself to anyone or anything ever again, I'll come out on top.