5h17 it's hard to be different.
It always starts with something other than me, but it's always me.
I have the thesis
I have the stupid jobs
and now I have me.
How f***ed up can I be?
Just wanna cuddle up with Polly in bed, and elegantly express my tears with The Ghost Of You.
If the world doesn't have a place for me, will heaven ?
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