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I'm at my peak.
I've finally broken into one thousand peices.
I have no more voids to fill.
What's important anymore? My exsistence?
That I walk up every morning?

Just when I thought I had it all, I'm wrong.
I'm lied to.
I'm in love.
Love isnt suppose to treat you like this. Love doesnt lie to you.
Can someone be in love with two people at once?
I'll probably shrug all this off. Get over it.
Only to subject myself to more.
Maybe it's what i have to live on.