It should hardly seem fair that i'm the one losing sleep after all, it's your fault you made me this way helped me learn to hate and now i'm not the innocence and i'm not the purity and i'm not the honest you took it all away and if i could go back and change i'm sure i would but after all my wasted time i just can't go back to the waiting emptinessBirth sign: Not entered
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