Status: Miserable and lost
Weather: Sunny
All in black and white,
All in dreamy light
Like a pair of solid arms
Like a pair of broken wings
I need to get my life back on track.
I need to stop thinking of all the what-ifs. I should be happier than this. I am more than this.
I should really stop I-ing.
(Self-absorbed bitch)
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