I don't know if I'm just unlucky, or nothing is ever meant to be. Just thinking in retrospect, I would like to think I could tell my past self "Hey Taylor, don't sweat it, just let it go", but I don't know if I could do that. I think I know what I did wrong, or what I didn't right would be a better saying, but it still hurts the same.
Come on you, let it go...but I don't, I just pull myself through more and more self inflicted shit.
I don't even know if I care about what people think anymore, I've been asking people what I should do for like...the last year or so. And I've got "Oh let it go taylor" to "Just do it faggot" And the worst part is? I've been in the middle since the very beginning. I don't want to lose anything, that would be worse than where am I now, but I don't know how much longer I should even put myself through unneeded nonsense. But is it unneeded? aaaaaaaagggggghhhhhhhh
I just want something that I guess I can't have
Oh well, back to my boring life and the last quarters of my highschool career. Let's just say hooray for 18 years of nothing special Taylor! Hooray!
Why do I bother?
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