OK, so I'm sorry i chased after something.
I've learnt my place. I wont pursue happiness.
A wonderful night of self-loathing planned.
It seems hard for people to comfort.
A few basic sentences, non longer than 10 words.
Was it always like this in high school?
I talk to my sister, something goes down.
It's like a community event, everyone must get in.
For those that did say something, thanks.
For those that didn't, thanks.
I spend too much time at uni.
I guess that's where my place is.
I get told there's a reason to all this.
I find it harder and harder to see.
I give up, you win the war.
God/Karma/Who ever you are.
You win. (y)
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