Excuse my blank expression while I'm staring at the wall. The telephone is in my hand and I don't know who to call. I wish I knew what was wrong with me...Because this is not me, I know this is not me. every thought I have seems to be a question. Am I just like you or am I one fucked up exception? Am i just an exception?
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