-Anyway my soul is a paper, Full of nonsense. I crumble myself, Waiting to be thrown away in the basket, not caring if there won't be another paper. I'm hopeless in life and in everything.
~If you're crumbled then I'll crumble myself not with you but around you, so if we ever get thrown, I take the pain and protect you.
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Soliloquy
RomanceWhat goes on the mind of a dark randomized soul who thinks she is a psychologist and has hidden wings?
