Someday's are harder than others. Someday's are hard just walking around and fake smiling. pretending all day long. to like all this. heh. i miss my little boy, i miss having people love me, i miss the person i was supposed to be. do i truly have to beg for friends? am i that fucking annoying that i can't make new friends? that i cannot find a woman to love me? blah blah blah blah... same fucking subject, different fucking day.
Oh woah is me!
Fuck you Captain....
Oh woah is me!
Fuck you Captain....
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