the hardest part is letting go.
(warning: very very stupid text about stupid thoughts that cross my mind when i have nothing better to do. do not read it. i mean it!)
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have you ever felt like going away for a while? away from the friends you love so dearly. i've been doing it involuntarely. i've been hiding. not because i don't love them. but because i lack their spark, i don't quite feel one of them. i look myself in the mirror and i see someone who just doesn't belong among my friends that turn even greater as time passes us by. and i don't turn great, i just... i think i get worse, somehow.
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i'm not that pretty, i'm not that smart. right now i'm struggling with my own stupid feelings. do i want to be with somebody? do i want to be alone? and what if i wanna have somebody, will i be able managing it? right now i feel cast aside. there are so many beautiful and inteligent people around me that i just feel terribly bad. and i wanna hide. and so i've been hiding.
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what can you do when you realise your friends are way better? your friends deserve high quality company and you're just not that kind, you know? you feel lost. you're ashamed. you're sorry. you're sad. and you feel like drinking till the bottle spin. and you feel like passing out in your bed from friday to monday so you won't need to contact anyone during the time you suposedly can choose to interact.
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so it hit me these past days... i'm not cool, i'm not pretty and i'm not smart. how could i ever be around them? how could i ever talk to them about the same stuff? how could i ever think of men the way they do? how could i ever breathe the same air?
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i'm unhappy, i'm frustrated. and i'm a wreck. how could i ever fit among great people such as my friends? i just can't.
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ouvindo: the hardest part - coldplay.
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have you ever felt like going away for a while? away from the friends you love so dearly. i've been doing it involuntarely. i've been hiding. not because i don't love them. but because i lack their spark, i don't quite feel one of them. i look myself in the mirror and i see someone who just doesn't belong among my friends that turn even greater as time passes us by. and i don't turn great, i just... i think i get worse, somehow.
.
i'm not that pretty, i'm not that smart. right now i'm struggling with my own stupid feelings. do i want to be with somebody? do i want to be alone? and what if i wanna have somebody, will i be able managing it? right now i feel cast aside. there are so many beautiful and inteligent people around me that i just feel terribly bad. and i wanna hide. and so i've been hiding.
.
what can you do when you realise your friends are way better? your friends deserve high quality company and you're just not that kind, you know? you feel lost. you're ashamed. you're sorry. you're sad. and you feel like drinking till the bottle spin. and you feel like passing out in your bed from friday to monday so you won't need to contact anyone during the time you suposedly can choose to interact.
.
so it hit me these past days... i'm not cool, i'm not pretty and i'm not smart. how could i ever be around them? how could i ever talk to them about the same stuff? how could i ever think of men the way they do? how could i ever breathe the same air?
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i'm unhappy, i'm frustrated. and i'm a wreck. how could i ever fit among great people such as my friends? i just can't.
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ouvindo: the hardest part - coldplay.
