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my head is spinning & all anyone can say is everything that i don't want to hear. august is taking too long to get here. i need to drive around the city & listen to sigur ros. everytime i try to make things right for myself, i end up getting it slapped in my face & am left feeling even more shitty than i did before. i don't know what anyone wants &/or needs from me. i don't even know what i want &/or need from myself.
all my lies are always wishes
i know i would die
if i could come back new
all my lies are always wishes
i know i would die
if i could come back new