you'll never know until it reached you, the bitter of a life thirst when you accidentally see your evil twins, shouting for more. you'll never know when to stop until it hits you real hard. then you wake up one morning, and you hate for who you were.
born in a loving family, always think my self an artsy but completely lousy at it. This blog is a runaway, a diary, a movie, a song, a heart that i fill with what i feel.
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