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i feel like i'm waiting for something.
or someone.
i feel like i'm building towards something but i can't quite see it yet, and no one really gets it when i try to explain.
i don't try to come off as though i think i'm better than you. i think i somehow do that without realizing it. but i'm sorry. i'm done with fucking up my mind because i can't think of anything better to do. because somehow things are more fun when you don't remember them. what? that doesn't make any sense.
i love riding with you, your carefree laughter.
but somehow, i've stopped waiting for you. and i'm going now. maybe i'll see you again later on, down the road.
i'm sorry.
or someone.
i feel like i'm building towards something but i can't quite see it yet, and no one really gets it when i try to explain.
i don't try to come off as though i think i'm better than you. i think i somehow do that without realizing it. but i'm sorry. i'm done with fucking up my mind because i can't think of anything better to do. because somehow things are more fun when you don't remember them. what? that doesn't make any sense.
i love riding with you, your carefree laughter.
but somehow, i've stopped waiting for you. and i'm going now. maybe i'll see you again later on, down the road.
i'm sorry.