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Non riesco ad uscire dalla mia testa.

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IGNITE THE FIRE IN YOURSELVES AND OVERCOME THE FUCKING DEMONS AROUND YOU....
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It's times like these where I regret opening my fucking mouth and I never felt that until I met you

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Wtf is love even sometimes, how tf am I supposed to know if I'm in it? I can't even tell reality from the space in my mind. Do I just love the attention or something? I hate being ignored they always fucking ignore me. Like I'm scum or something. I guess my problem is that I've got to have a word in always and with them I refuse to have my words used against me and judged, as if you know my life better than I do. I might be young but I can promise you I'm not stupid.
[[tbh I wanted to put a read more link but I fuckin couldn't because I forgot how, at least on mobile.]] sometimes I just need to be alone. I don't exactly have anything to complain about but my reality isn't with me everything is just a fucking mess up there and I gotta work it out I guess. Life is so fragile and I can't even comprehend waking up in the morning. When will things fucking hit me? Have they already? I'm not sure if I'm being something I'm not or if it's just a new part of me I'm such an indecisive person. That poor boy I'm sorry he doesn't know wt f is going on. But world why can't you be nice ? He's beautiful like a fucking blue glass ocean but he doesn't know that, good, but not good. Let's just smile and say it's fine cas wtf else is there to fucking do ? Open up? Fuck .