i don't understand how sadness can consume so much inside you. it's a disease that eats you up inside and you feel every inch, every part of you aching and hollow.
maybe i'm just tired. i hope i'm just tired. but if i am, then why don't i feel better even after i sleep? i feel like i'm changing and i am helpless.
who broke my heart?
delicious ambiguity.
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