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Clearly Clueless
Still unemployed. traveling to fill that void. Steady pains, no reason to complain. Everything is so clear. This vision is so strange. Leading my life, heart first. Thanks to gods grace, I dodged my ride in the big black hurst. Twice. Some say my life has become cursed. I say," I'm living life to fullest!" That no bull... I've made some mistakes living life to the fullest. Shattered dreams living life to the fullest. Completed my summer scheme living life to the fullest. Broke a few hearts living life to the fullest. Now I feel like, The rudest, cruelest,foolish, most emotionally abusive, ruthless, truth less, useless, clearly clueless type of guy. That will grind smile and shine. His way through desperate times. Striving to do the next "right thing" Terrible things start happening, when my brain and heart start battling. Hearts start shattering. I feel like this ship is sinking. What was i thinking? Soon enough I will be abandoned, empty handed, stranded, tickets in hand. Leaving from Camden, heading north to Maryland, then back to Jersey. Mr., Mr., Loverman...
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