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you know...
all I am is pieces of everyone I know.
I really don't see anything original in myself...and this probably explains a lot.
Does anyone else see more than a grain of truth in this?

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the previous post and its accompanying (sp?) epiphany are extremely frightening to me.
i look inside myself...and all i see are pieces of everyone else.
i'm scared. hold me, or prove to me that i'm wrong. preferably both.

(no subject)

i think i'm going to go cry now.
fucking childhood trauma.

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I DON'T KNOW WHO I FUCKING AM. YOU HEAR THAT? I DO NOT FUCKING KNOW