so much to resent coming home.
so stucked in this fridge.
so irritating.
so fucked up.
so disgusting.
so stressful.
where's the care.
where's the love.
full of crap.
full of shit.
so much for stressing myself every now and then.
so much for carrying the burden of responsibilities.
that's what I get
when I didnt let my heart win.
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