In my mind, everyone I talk to has second reasons for doing something, all for their own gain.
In my mind, everything is a lie, told just for the hell of it, to hurt me for the fun.
In my mind, when people say they love me, they only say it to make me feel a little better, but dont really care.
I think this is all in my mind and people say what they mean, but theres always the doubt.
It's killing me inside.


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I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve.
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I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve.
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Free hugs!
I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget!
Art never comes from happiness.
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Free hugs!
I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget!
Art never comes from happiness.
its called Eureka
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