Why are things so complicated? Why are you here one second then gone the next? Why do you say something but do something completely different? Why am I still around? You clearly have someone else yet I'm still here. Why am I such a bad person? Why do I do the things I do? Why do I avoid the people I do? Why do you take up so much space in my mind? Why do I think about you? Why do you do this to me? Why just why?
I know you'll never answer these questions because I'm the same way as you. I'm a hypocrite for being so judgmental on you and wanting it to be a certain way when I'm basically doing the same thing your doing.
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YOON SUNG THE POPSICLE
Randomthis will be an outlet for me to write about myself and stories of me and my friends
