Whenever I have anything good in my life it is immediately stripped away from me by my worst enemy: myself. I have no one to blame for why I lose everyone I love but myself. Everyone would be happier if I just didn't exist.
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VéletlenI guess this is like a book of one-shots. I just write, I have a poem book where I vent, but sometimes I can't express what I'm thinking in just a poem.
