And as I look into the ale, I look into my past. All my faults and inadequacies. They are mine. I should envelope myself in them like a warm blanket. They are true. They are who I am. They are the reason why I will always be alone.
And why I should always be that way.
And why I should always be that way.
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Please don't listen to such follies...
Why? Because they're not true? You and I both know that's not the case. And it's about time I learned to live with that.
I feel ya buddy.
And I kinda even see the optimism in what you're saying here.
BMN
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