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Album 5 - Track 6

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Friday, July 6, 2018 - Sacramento, CA

Drop the needle,


I am thinking a lot more than usual. They're not bad thoughts, just thoughts that don't seem to have a reason behind them. I find myself becoming more and more frustrated with myself and these different hormones that seem to flood me at any different or given moment. I'm tired all of the time and never seem to have an appetite. I'm constantly losing sleep over nothing. Meanwhile he can sleep through any and everything. I envy that. It's like he can shut out everyone and not care enough to enough to just e at peace enough to sleep. I blame myself. I'm so invested in this that my body can't seem to get myself together. I can't help but feel expendable.

 
 
 

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