What do I live for?
I can't take much more!
I shouldn't have been born!
Busy as fuck and ofcourse I have to deal with her and now them when I say it's getting worse day by day second by second then I mean it!!
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«𝑺𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒆»
PoetryH̸o̸n̸e̸s̸t̸l̸y̸ I̸ d̸o̸n̸'t̸ e̸v̸e̸n̸ k̸n̸o̸w̸ a̸n̸y̸m̸o̸r̸e̸ m̸a̸n̸ Ranking 《#3 hatemyself》 《#10 lovemyself》 《#11 tired》
