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it seems like no one gets it.
how the past doesnt erase itself.
how yes life can get worse.
its been worse. id rather give up than live life the way it used to be.
No one here in miami knows the shit ive been through.
i dont know if i trust any of them to know.
nothing is cohesive.
its like a puzzle that breaks of a piece for every three that you pick.
the need for that integral existence is not there.
It really hurts when u manage to let yourself develop a diffrent kind of love that no one will understand.
how the past doesnt erase itself.
how yes life can get worse.
its been worse. id rather give up than live life the way it used to be.
No one here in miami knows the shit ive been through.
i dont know if i trust any of them to know.
nothing is cohesive.
its like a puzzle that breaks of a piece for every three that you pick.
the need for that integral existence is not there.
It really hurts when u manage to let yourself develop a diffrent kind of love that no one will understand.