Alone

I don’t like being alone.

Car rides, late nights it leads to thinking, thinking is never good my past how I could’ve changed things did things differently, hung out with my real friends or at least attempted to keep them. I would never say you were a mistake just what happened was. Regrets are what kill my inside.

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About arab258

needed a way to vent
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