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I try and work and nothing is produced. The smell of mango’s and friendship gone wrong. I am sitting inside my head waiting for it to be over. When I can forget about it. When I can move on. Words written on yellow note pads and I don’t feel like doing anything scribbled across those blue lines. I am a good person gone astray. I am everything you will ever want, trust me. I want a new friend, please love me. I am desperate for new friends. But you will never know that. I want to be someone people like.

  1. vintagesky posted this