i was nonchalant when i wrote this...
It's just that hard to think of a place time and reason I was happy, in contempt and satisfied with myself. When people start to remind you of the potential you have you are motivated but the more they remind you of you encapsulated potential, the more you start wondering if they're now disappointed at you through their perspective of time tracking.
Its funny how im the go to person when any human needs a shoulder to cry on or a liver to destroy with but i don't. i can't deal with people who say "I'm here for you" but half the time they don't listen and when they do they throw pity advise then laugh at you.
...i can't. Or so i say

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My Soliloquy Disgruntled With Love
Poesíain search for the inevitable Paz felicidad amor