Its my unlimited potential, not my plagued inconsistencies, that make me not want to even try. Like somehow, I feel like everything I touch will crumble through the cracks of my fingers..
..Its not fear but a hightened sense of things.
So now its back to the brightess and everything I hate.
2:31 a.m. - 2010-05-28
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