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[kjohnhan86]

i cant spell
i cant write poetry
i cant see the beauty in a blade of grass or a coffee cup
art to me is either pretty or ugly
i cant speak spanish when i know i should
i cant be alone for long amounts of time
i cant keep a secret
i cant stop being jealous
i cant forget
i cant stop as much as everyone in the world tells me to
i cant stop writing this entry even though i know its going to kick me in the ass tomorrow
i cant see the bad things in you
i cant stop thinking about you
i cant stop thinking about how unhealthy this has gotten
i cant stop being your friend
i cant stay here
i cant leave
i cant understand how you cant understand

im done