you're just outside my vision. you're holding big, chunky words that keep slipping off your lips like china plates. it hurts both our ears to hear the sound. we're both embarrased by your clumsiness and hurriedly try to pick up the pieces with yet more words that tumble out like misshapen toy blocks. and maybe that's all they're good for, i guess.
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You know man, I can't really relate to you in this situation exactly. But lets take my experience at Liberty. I buried myself dude. That could have been it for me. But God is extremely merciful, and he longs to heal us. Self-hatred is of the devil. God has a plan for you and she is not it. I know that sounds clicheish, but you know me, and i mean that. This is probably all too practical. But leave it to me to simplify a problem to black and white:-)
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self hatred... i might have that
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