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you don't know a thing about my sins.
 Hello. I want to try to be original here. I want to try so hard, but I know I'll fail, because this is life. This is life, I'm living it. I'm alive. The thought never quite seems to penetrate, not for me. I'm trying. I'm failing. I'm giving up. I'm seeing things through green eyes, though they've always been blue. I see through a tint...it is not much on its own, but when placed over everything there is to see, your perception is altered in more ways than you could ever think possible. I see that tint. I see those green eyes. They're so unchanging... |