why cant i? at the end of the day, all i want is to rest next to the person i will learn to love— and feel a wave of relaxation. right now i dont even know what i want to do and i feel so lost because i have no aim or no clue what to do next.
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3am thoughts
عشوائيthis is messy-- THIS is life. this is the life of so many misunderstood teenagers. [lowercase intended] 'those who write beautifully have a broken mind' but what if i can't write well. what then? how am i supposed to express myself? [slow updates]
