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With Insomnia nothing is real. Everything is a copy, of a copy, of a copy...



The loneliness came back, worse than i remember. i dont get it. Im doing the right thing, you need to see that.




There's this gut-wrenching feeling everytime i think about love. Like i dont deserve it at all, which i probably do not. Im an asshole but i still dare to even think about something so fragile. I have achieved nothing in my life, and im a failure. Always and forever the weird one.



When is it gonna stop?

Dzieci Wybiegły (slowed + reverb)

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