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I tried and i tried.

And i’m just so tired of trying. But i’m going to keep going. 

It Sucked

walking out those doors and realizing that we both fucked up.

I messed up. No, i did something messed up.

But it all doesn’t really matter now. I just wished i would have handled things better. I could have handled things better.

I bet you miss me.

I bet you miss me more then i miss you. 

(Source: sexographies, via lehuaa)

I tried and i tried.

And i’m just so tired of trying. But i’m going to keep going. 

(via lehuaa)

It Sucked

walking out those doors and realizing that we both fucked up.

I messed up. No, i did something messed up.

But it all doesn’t really matter now. I just wished i would have handled things better. I could have handled things better.

I bet you miss me.

I bet you miss me more then i miss you. 

I tried and i tried.
It Sucked
I bet you miss me.

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I have this profound love for writing about what i feel, even if it's not magnificent writing. And i'm often redundant. But see, i'm not writing for you. I'm writing for me.

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