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My revenge

 Song of the day;;

→ Asking Alexandria - Find Myself


How do I kill myself

Or the parts that have been created to please?

And leave what's real, but still has meaning

And I won't be enough for you

But it's out of my hands

I'm letting go


I'm so tired of not knowing who I'm supposed to be

I just want to find my way again

I'm so used up from all that you ask from me

I just want to find myself again


How do I love myself

With the constant reminder of all that I left behind?

And it's all that you seem to want from me

I'm never enough for you

Well, it's out of my hands

I'm letting go


I'm so tired of not knowing who I'm supposed to be

I just want to find my way again

I'm so used up from all that you ask from me

I just want to find myself again


What will it take?

How many times do I have to break before you get it?

I don't wanna be what you remember

It's my sanity and happiness, it's not fucking about you

I'm so tired of not knowing who I'm supposed to be

I just want to find my way again


I'm so tired of not knowing who I'm supposed to be

I just want to find my way again

I'm so used up from all that you ask from me

I just want to find myself again

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Tuli vähän sellanen win some, lose some-päivä tänään ko en voinu hakia sensoreita (niistä tuli viesti niin myöhään etten jaksanu enää lähtä mihinkään joten käyn huomenna), mut hoitaja soitti ja sano että lääkärillä ois perjantaille peruutusaika, mikä on aivan helvetin hyvä homma. Joten käyn siis sensorit hakemassa huomenna, sen jälkeen käyn kaupassa (koska mulla ei olekaan pyykinpesuainetta, hups), pesemässä pyykkiä ja sillä aikaa kun pyykit peseytyy, tiskaan. Sitten perjantaina käyn siellä lääkärillä että saan Kelalle hommat rullaamaan ja viikonlopun varmaan käytän aika pitkälti pakkaamiseen.

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