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my heart hurts. i don't understand people, or the way they work. what happened, happened, and now is done. so why must you keep talking to me? or actually come in physical contact with me? and why am i the one who gets yelled at? when it's all YOU YOU YOU. you lie to others to cover your own back. it's sad, for me, and for you, because i don't know, at this point in your life, if you are honest with anyone.
i've never been a prefect person. i've made my fair share of mistakes. maybe the old saying is right, what goes around comes around. and i'm getting mine now.
i've never been a prefect person. i've made my fair share of mistakes. maybe the old saying is right, what goes around comes around. and i'm getting mine now.