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You, Me, BFF's, right? Correct me, if I'm wrong but didn't we just have a heart to fucking heart I poured my soul out to you and you respond with words of recognition, yet your action, or rather your inaction is noted. You say you care, bu…
Fillers memories Memoirs of faces Time for change A different template A blank slate It's difficult to paint oneself when you already have someone's sketch I want to run To never look back To be me for once If I only could grasp my identi…