5:23pm
"the only thing that grows in winter is what's inside of you"
today in class dark circles accompanied her eyes,
maybe she spent the night on the roof with the pack of cigarettes she tries so hard to keep hidden, it's still not uncommon to catch her surrounded in clouds of smoke behind the bleachers at school.
even when caught she always moves with this tranquil gaze and i wonder if her mind is silent and free from chaos, or is there calamity behind those vacant cobalt blue eyes.
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lovesick diaries
Poesía"in the end, it wasn't death that surprised her it was the stubbornness of life."
