• Fuck's what's real... not to me, but to her... i won't become tell me, i know it...i'm just sickal, i'm just all fucked up... i'm just her... i... i.. i'm sorry... i really want to be perfect...that's part of what's sick, i really want to be there for everyone... guilt's sick too? i don't know, i just know... i won't become...

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