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forgive me if i laugh when you ask "what's wrong?" its just that ive always thought i write my emotions on my face. we all make mistakes, but sometimes i think, that this was due to me. im sorry if i wasn't enough, or if i was sometimes too much. i promise if i can find the time to breathe, ill make a solution for us to drink. but lately, it seems like im dying, and im pretty sure thats fine. as of right now, im still around, and im not going anywhere. my head is gettin heavy, theres way too much on my mind. to describe you, Love is the first thing i can name.