take 6 of things i wanted to say but never did.
the sound of the faucet running rang throughout my ears. the feeling of the cold water wetting my hands. the smell of the soap. i spread the soap throughout my hands, washing every crevice and nook and cranny which created bubbles. i rinsed them away, however, until my hands were completely rid of them. i washed away the dirt and grime of today, yet i still feel dirty and disgusting.
this isn't about washing hands.
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vent + sketch book
Randomok so this is basically a diary that i'm allowing u to read, have fun cringe-ing be warned, this has strong language and mentions of the dirty. for the brave souls still willing to read, let's get this show on the road that is an obstacle that is my...
