the sky is getting pink out of my window. soon it will be dark and all my fears and insecurities will resurface im my chest
all that agony and all the nasty pain will be my only companies another night.
I don't know how am I supposed to feel when it seems like I have it all is going down the drain. seems like i'm losing it again and that's not good, not at all. i don't wanna be without my clutches because i believe no one can live alone. no one, no matter how they pretend they're doing okay, deep down inside they're nowhere close to okay,
i'll keep fighting until the very end
i'm not going to give up. i swear i won't..
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