i realize that I've never said an original thing.
we all fall into line, and no one can win.
time moves to fast when life is perfect,
and it digs in its nails and stays long past its welcome when everything is horrible.
why do you suppose that is?
why do you suppose I have to go through these feelings?
they're enough to make me desperate.
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