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i wish i could express my thoughts on paper. i try, and it's never the way i work it out in my head.
i have so much to say, and no one to say it too, not even the paper.
i never say the right thing, and i never know what to do next.
i'm not perfect, and my life has proven that so true lately.
i'm losing touch with myself.
i have so much to say, and no one to say it too, not even the paper.
i never say the right thing, and i never know what to do next.
i'm not perfect, and my life has proven that so true lately.
i'm losing touch with myself.