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Last night, I stood in the pouring rain with a friend who's more like a brother.
Tears streaming down our faces, we yelled at each other for who knows how long.
I screamed at him, over and over, "You're not a fuck up!" and "You've got to keep trying!"
The only thing is, I don't know if I was speaking to him or speaking to myself.
Tears streaming down our faces, we yelled at each other for who knows how long.
I screamed at him, over and over, "You're not a fuck up!" and "You've got to keep trying!"
The only thing is, I don't know if I was speaking to him or speaking to myself.