sometimes i sit here. for too long and i put myself in these moods. weird moods. unexplainable, indescribable, intangible moods... i question everything i feel about everything. and i wonder sometimes. am i only fooling myself? was i? what's real and what's just all in my head. and sometimes i wonder if i felt this way before and just dont ( Read more... )

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Especially this:
"But the irony of the story is when I fell to my knees, and began clawing at the dirt in front of the tombstone of my bashful childhood, with you by my side, you're screaming at the top of your lungs, "Let it go", and I'm screaming at the top of my lungs..."That really is the irony. All we ever want to do is grow up. Then we lose ( Read more... )