You know, sometimes I get so sick and tired of pretending like a clown, a happy go lucky piece of shit when that's the last thing i feel when I'm alone
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Reality. Now this is new. Or maybe I'm just unaccustomed to suddenly living out of my usual haze. Hmm. I've fought Rae. Whoohoo. It's like just 'focus, kid'. but kid ain't no, dream kid. yea .
I honestly believe I am trying too hard to pick up the pieces that are already long broken, and has lost the glue that used tos tick them firmly together
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