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I'm suppose to be having the time of my life. Instead im in constant misery. Everything continuously falls to pieces. Promises for change are forgotten as soon as the words pass through the lips of his mouth and I can't walk around in bruises anymore. It makes the smallest transgression utterly heartbreaking, the tiniest things unbearable. I believe I'm done. At least Eric apologizes... I've Been waiting for j for days. (5). Documenting the changing colors of my skin.
We just played this is hardcore, Chris went into the wrong song and speechless was a mess. My pedals weren't working and it cost us time. Everyone's in a terrible mood. I'm truly doing my best. All these hardcore bands are terrible. I have to go smoke weed.