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Friday, February 24, 2012

Sometimes.

Sometimes I  feel like I'm not going to make it through this year. 
Sometimes I feel like I'm never going to accept my flaws.
Sometimes I feel like I'm never going to accept my dads death. 
Sometimes, just sometimes I want to feel like everything is going to be okay.

All the time, I wish my life went differently.
All the time, I wish I could accept myself for who I am.
All the time I wish I was a better person.
All the time, I wish I wasn't a waste of space.
All the time, I wish I wasn't so lazy.

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