i hate when i remind myself how trivial my life really is.
but it makes it easier to leave.
but harder to love. and to work. and to try.
bah.
i feel like some one is "melon balling" my chest. digging out my innards with out breaking the skin, but still getting to the insides. blunt, forceful pain.
what the eff is going on?
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I have mixed feelings about this post. First you make me want to fly out there and give you a hug, and then you make me giggle with the use of a metaphorical melon baller.
oh. my. god. best rap name ever.
melon BALLERRRR
= D
(who is this??? plz plz tell me.)
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