It's weird how you don't know how badly you needed to get something out until the words are on paper staring you in the face.
YOU ARE READING
Froot Loops @ Midnight
PoesieI don't know why I care about your thoughts so much. Who the hell cares why you're up at three in the morning?
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It's weird how you don't know how badly you needed to get something out until the words are on paper staring you in the face.
