Conflicting with, conflicting thoughts it never ceases to amaze how much I hate this fucking day, he's happy she's happy who the fuck even cares, cares when your heart ceases to remember what it feels like to be happy, the degree to which the last morsel of joyous memory can't be recalled, fucking frustrated hard work only pays who it deems fit, not who has been through shit, still pushing, still trying to break bands not tie strings, but who the fuck gives a crap about the buzz kill, I digress
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