You easily recognize me.
But you dont know me.
The word is, insignificant. You dont know how fucking hard, how fucking much you wanna throw in the towel. I'm always not good enough. Never, good enough. To you, you and all of you. I'm always a step behind. Jack of all trades, master of none, it rings.
They're right.
You should've raised a baby girl, i COULD'VE been a better son.
Jinny
Saturday, April 14, 2007
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