that life wouldn't be all that i thought it would be.
nothing turns out good at all
and like, i don't know why i thought it would but i did.
and i lead myself on, and i hate it
i do it all the fucking time and i don't understand why i do it
but i guess i just wanted it so bad that i let it take me over
i hate doing this to myself.
fuck
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