GOD I'm such a BIG BIG BIG mouth. And Im so sorry. For everything. Text messages, infortunate assumptions, the intensive discurse. the commentaries. The judgements. Ah, THIS feels just bad. You UGLY, YOU UGLY.
No chance of righting a wrong.
I should be hopeless, its like banging my head against the wall. God Im such a knob. And Im soooo retarded. Dont really know why Im so difficult sometimes. I just like it, i guess. Or I just like pushing away everyone. Maybe its that.
Roald Dahl says Nunc Dimittis.
Herodote says your mood will be your destiny. Fuck, then.
(fcuck, am app,urb outf.)
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