angeles
there are good days and bad days.
most days are bad.
sometimes it feels like i'm fighting a losing battle.
i see all these other guys' dreams coming true...without any idea if mine ever will
i hate my physical self .
and no, i dont want to talk about it.
i dont even know what i want anymore
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