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i hate when i try to speak and the words get caught in my throat.

Friday, January 6, 2012

(It's me that seems to be the problem...)

Mostly, life is alright, not too bad.
Sure, even the little things create this conflict internally.
But outside, no, it's not too bad.
Posted by savanna at 6:02 AM
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