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i like long bus rides.
i think alot.
like during the whole journey,
my mind is like in lalaland.
or probably the sad part of lalaland.

i dont actually think when im happy, i guess.

And all the wants, and all the needs
All I don't want to need at all.
I look at you with such disdain

Now I'm on my own side
It's better than being on your side
It's my fault when you're blind
It's better that I see it through your eyes

Just a little insight won't make this right
It's too late to fight, it ends tonight, it ends tonight


It all comes down to this.
Well, i'd say screw you.
But thing is,
i'm sorry.
I really am.