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Friday September 13th 2002 01:01 PM PST
mood : destroyed
if that's even a fuckin mood.
i don't know what to do with myself today. It's just become a day of second-guessing everything i do. Fuck it's just become a year of second-guessing. nuff said.
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Do you know how far this has gone?
Just how damages have I become?
Where I think I can overcome
It runs even deeper
And In a dream I?m a different me
With a perfect you
We fit perfectly
And for once in my life I fell complete-
And I still want to ruin it
Why do lyrics always seem to fit on days like today.
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