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Posted by Harry
Sometimes it occurs to me that I am two different people, and it scares me, sometimes...
And sometimes I think that i should tell someone, but then I remember the coward that I am.
But then sometimes I just don't care, yell 'fuck the world' at the top of my lungs and realise it doesn't even matter..., sometimes.
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