when can I find myself again?
you tell me. you fucking tell me.
town was absolutely brilliant yesterday. no-one can really understand. well, that's a bit cynical but, what I mean is, is that I'm the one that actually has to live with myself, and live with everything that gets slung my way.
do you even remember...
?
and what happened to...
where were...
that was barely even a sentence.
i know.
ITS OK TO FUCKING...
STOP BEING SO..
what's up with...
you?
xxxxx
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