January 23, 2013

Thinnest thick

I always tell myself to think positive.
I do.

But there's always a part of me that is dying inside.
I'm looking to find myself because right now I'm stuck.

I promise it's nothing.
I'm happy.

No one is waiting for me, but I'm not sad.

I'm not sad.

I don't know what this is...

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