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✧ REASON #1: CLOUDS ✧
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MY HANDS REACH outwards as if in thought that I will touch something, I will be able to hold something, something will finally be in my grasp that won't disappear from my universe. For once, at least. Just once, will you stay? Will you be someone that stays? Never stagnant, moving from one direction to another, that's okay though. Just stay and see me for who I am. I hope that's not too much to ask. Is there anyone out there? Anyone at all?
Whoever you are, you've stumbled into the ruins of Anika Rivdabough, someone you're probably wishing you've never met. Someone who's most likely too broken to be repaired. Or maybe, it's someone who's already broken and you might not even read another sentence from them when you finish the end of this letter. Who knows? Hahah.
You must be thinking, gosh?!? So she's one of those types, is she now? The one who wears black, loves stationery, and is always just a loner. Weirdo, wow. Better escape now, huh? I don't blame you, I really don't. Collecting and holding onto my baggage with me is hard, I know. But, is it so hard to give me the support I need? I'm human. I don't have to perfect all the time.
