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11:30 pm crying on the bathroom tile doesn't do much good at all anymore, i didn't mean anything to sound the way it did. all i could do was sit there and analyze every little thing that i hate about myself, every little thing that you might think could be wrong with me. all i ended up with was a floor covered in faults.
and you just repeated 'goddammit, goddammit, goddammit' and i thought for sure that the end of my world was near.
but you threw me off and didn't give the answer i was dreading.
and defeated, i had nowhere to go. you were already asleep. i stayed as far from you as possible.
this isn't how i pictured it, not at all.
sometimes maybe i should keep my mouth shut.
and you just repeated 'goddammit, goddammit, goddammit' and i thought for sure that the end of my world was near.
but you threw me off and didn't give the answer i was dreading.
and defeated, i had nowhere to go. you were already asleep. i stayed as far from you as possible.
this isn't how i pictured it, not at all.
sometimes maybe i should keep my mouth shut.