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I'll never sleep, only less than 48 and counting at this rate, its hard not to feel this way when you know what you know and you know what youve got but you dont know what they want, you just want it to be that one thing.
this whole world is going to pass me by, and at this point i just dont fucking care anymore, im sick of all these popularity contest and brain-dick measuring games, i grew up faster than half the people i know, i got shit on twice as hard and im still here and if ive got some scars and some insecurities then im sorry.
the only advice i have left, for anyone or for myself is to hold on as long as you can, and hold it in as much as you can, and then when you hit that breaking point.. well then see what happens, we cant dwell forever im growing stronger every day, pretty soon ill achieve the ultimate status of never feeling again, its inevitable at this point.
I measure myself all the wrong ways and i always come up short, everyones words are completely empty to me.
ive never felt so ashamed to feel so much before.
When all is said and done, and all weve said weve done, im at the end of the line still, nothing changes, i want 11th grade summer back, i want the friendship we had back, i want to stop falling behind.
my stomach is in 100 knots, just like it always is.
i dont know why i typed this here, it felt right.
this whole world is going to pass me by, and at this point i just dont fucking care anymore, im sick of all these popularity contest and brain-dick measuring games, i grew up faster than half the people i know, i got shit on twice as hard and im still here and if ive got some scars and some insecurities then im sorry.
the only advice i have left, for anyone or for myself is to hold on as long as you can, and hold it in as much as you can, and then when you hit that breaking point.. well then see what happens, we cant dwell forever im growing stronger every day, pretty soon ill achieve the ultimate status of never feeling again, its inevitable at this point.
I measure myself all the wrong ways and i always come up short, everyones words are completely empty to me.
ive never felt so ashamed to feel so much before.
When all is said and done, and all weve said weve done, im at the end of the line still, nothing changes, i want 11th grade summer back, i want the friendship we had back, i want to stop falling behind.
my stomach is in 100 knots, just like it always is.
i dont know why i typed this here, it felt right.