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Saturday, 14 November 2009

I can't.

I can't be bothered sometimes to pick up the phone.

I can't be bothered to change the channel if I'm watching a repeat.

I can't see why people would lie to one another.

I can't stand having to explain to people why I'm not cold.

I can't find a reason to explain why I choose to believe what I want instead of what everyone else in the world wants to collectively believe in.

I can't quit smoking.

I can't sing.

I can't lose weight.

I can't find a single thing about myself that I wouldn't want to change.

I can't drink anything carbonated unless its alcohol or I'm dying of thirst.

I can't listen to certain songs without crying.

I can't be affected by the sight of blood, regardless of what the situation is.

I can't believe I haven't died yet.

I can't smile if I'm sad.

I can't stand when people ask you to smile when you're sad.

I can't live with my family for much longer.

I can't do anything if I have creative block, even things not related to my creative field.

I can't let things go unsaid from now on. There's just too many opportunities that are being missed.

I can't ever consider my dad a father.

I can't get over things that happened years ago.

I can't tell people how much they mean to me.

I can't sleep sometimes because I'm worried that I'll have another chain of dreams that would affect me as badly as the last time.

I can't help look at some people and have to turn away because they remind of things they aren't even related to.

I can't understand why I have to have such a terrible, dark mind.

I can't deal with visions sometimes.

I can't wish for something if I know I don't deserve it.

I can't stand on wet leaves without thinking about how many people they must have hurt.

I can't write songs.

I can't ever forget you.

I can't pass a day without wishing that it was different in so, so many ways.

I can't get on a bus without getting off in a bad mood.

I can't sleep at night with people in my thoughts.

I can't wait until the next day I can hold someone's hand.

I can't think about whether or not it was my fault or not. I always blame myself so there's no need to think about it.

I can't bear seeing people shiver.

I can't drink alcohol unless I'm alone or with someone I love.

I can't believe the things I've done.

I can't see where it all went wrong.

I can't forgive my parents for blaming me and my music for everything that seems to go wrong for them.

I can't stop.

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