(A/N: This is not an actual story. It's just a type of diary for me to vent my thoughts.)
"I woke up, but I – but I wish I hadn’t.
This is all in my head, right?
Honestly, my arms and legs are completely separated from my will to my want - to my want to move forward.
Move forward, right?
This room - the room matches my mind,
and I used to break this, all of it.
The light is now - the light is now on, uhm.
The room is completely lit up. But for some reason I still - I still can’t see absolutely anything..."
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