saturday|
jan 6"A tower of cards
Are lies stacked on top of the other until it collapses under the
weight of the truth"My room that night colored my vision red. I slowly opened my eyes, peering around my room. The bright pink hues emitted from my computer seemed to pierce through the darkness.
"Goodnight."
because i sometimes feel like a waste of space.
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