April 22, 2016
Dreams? I have none.
I hate trying my hardest.
Work? If I don’t have to, I won’t.
I hate waking up every morning.
I don’t have it in me to try my hardest.
No one would’ve ever thought that about me. Everyone who looked at me had no idea that was what I truly felt.
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