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poop.

i drank tea for lunch because I wanted to feel empty and contemplated why you didnt even show a hint of a smile on your face when i saw you walk by. This is highschool, this is life, this is real, but it doesnt seem so.

Your the only thing thats real anymore but your just so fucking far away

(with no intent on returning)

And its funny, really, because i have other people throwing themselves at me. but they just dont feel... right.

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i'm such a mess right now... and this is crap.

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