i feel an mia stunt coming up, please hurry

the grass has grown greener, but i forgot how badly it itched.breathe in deep, enjoy the moment for more than, i'd save all of this and never look back if it meant feeling content with a motive content, a word i've hated yesterday raping tomorrow, nothing but nonsense these days

where have i been, how did i get here? where have i been, how did i get here? where have i been how did i get here!

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