reflection *interlude*

i’m tired of being there for people and there not here for me. like i’m tired too. i don’t always need you’re inspirational words, more times than not i just need to know that you care. you care so much that you will pray for and with me. why can i think straight anymore. i’m tired

 

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Me

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