low low day.
I'm really quite tired.tired tired tired of my inability to get my a*s up and do what i really ought to do at the most important important times.
once u let that moment slip
it's gone.. just gone.
i sometimes dont know how to deal with myself.
my insides wring at the very thought...
and it really hurts.
i'd make the perfect dart board for myself.
woohoo. how DO i live? i cant help but wonder sometimes.
regret just sweeps in almost every, single occasional waking moment in which i find myself, attempting to look back.


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