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tell me i'm a wreck, say that i'm a mess
i could really use a wish right now
when repetition ends, we'll start over
go on take your best shot, they can never find our...
you've left me speechless
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Friday, April 16, 2010
when repetition ends, we'll start over
things just keep getting worse. parents are taking a break. divorce could be next. when i think things are bad, they just get worse. it's like a sinkhole, just keeps getting deeper and deeper, with no end in sight.
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