If what I am and who I am are the same, why do I feel like I could tell you so much about what I've done but not what any of it meant to me?
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I suck at life
RastgeleIm not good at saying whats on my mind...or expressing myself in general. So I'll write I guess. Something that let's me know this is real, no matter how I feel about any of it. If you suffer from depression etc. this is my trigger warning.
