Everything goes according to plan if you have no plan.
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Operation station
Laying on the operating table. Open and exposed like a dissected animal I am. I’ve been set free, but why does it seem like I’m the one getting punished and judged for being who I was? I’d love to be put back together. You know? Just to think I’m a half decent pers…
Who am I kidding? It’s ALL because of me..
Pieces of me have become rotten, and I can no longer make the effort to be who I was. I’m just waiting patiently to just forget about you….,
All over again…
