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You think you’re the only one that remembers.
The only one to reminisce.
How could someone be so wrong?
How could we hold on so long?
How could someone be so wrong?
We’ve held on for far too long…
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Through Hell and Back: I swear to God it'll all be worth it one day →
The broken family
The stupid fights
The sleepless nights
The anxiety attacks
The times you have take Nyquil just to fall asleep
The times you can’t eat
The times you just don’t even want to do anything
The mornings you can barely get out of bed
The times you can barely breathe
The aching pain in…
This is what they keep telling me, but I keep having a problem with a fear that I thought I had already conquered. The What if? What if it isn’t worth it some day. What if this is what the rest of my life is like?
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“You take me so high… Now I got so down far to fall… Yeah, We play Russian Roulette… Up here, nobody’s special…”
“So be careful what you wish for after all…”
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Fear, Hope, & HipHop: Do you Think or Do you Believe? →
I understand it now more than ever. Belief - whether it is religious, spiritual, or intuitive - is just that an idea backed by no facts, or well-thought out guesses (after all it is difficult to be 100% sure of most things).
Nonetheless, to hold firmly to a belief or set of beliefs is a dangerous…
“Human beings in a mob, what’s a mob to king, what’s a king to God? What’s a God to a non-believer, who don’t believe in anything. Can he make it out alive? No church in the Wild.” I’ve never seen a post or any life situation that seemed to better fit these lyrics. And I think I just realized that we’re living in the wild. I’m just trying to make it to the top alive, while everyone keeps telling me to give up my dreams, have faith, and stay in college.
I spoke to an old friend I haven’t talked to in a very long time. I thought it would be a great conversations, and while it was, it made me really unhappy. Now she’s asleep, and I’m still an insomniac. The effects of the alcohol have worn off, and all I have left is my unhappiness.
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