Also, I've been reading entries from my old blog, Broken Mirrors.
Fuck. Two years ago, when I started this shit... I was funny. I could write cohesive sentences and entries. And people enjoyed them.
What the fuck happened?
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The Mental Me
me, i guess
i am a girl
no, i am a woman
who still feels like a girl
and holds on to things for way too long
when i was little, adults seemed to know everything
they had their lives together
they knew their purpose
do we ever stop feeling like children?
do we ever find our purpose?
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