I want to write... a lot of things, about a lot of shits...
about her...
about him...
about them...
but i can't do it ...i try...but i can't, maybe... there's something... that will make me write again (is it bad maybe? no more problems please)
i just can say i'm TOO TIRED now
yeah, "i'm twenty, and i'm already exhausted"
about her...
about him...
about them...
but i can't do it ...i try...but i can't, maybe... there's something... that will make me write again (is it bad maybe? no more problems please)
i just can say i'm TOO TIRED now
yeah, "i'm twenty, and i'm already exhausted"
words will come back to me, like a expensive rings
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