When is love not enough?
When does it stop being love and starts being an endless cycle?
Where is the end?
Where is the end of that endless loop of anti love?
When will it all stop circling around me?
When can we all move on?
When can we finally say "This is the end."?
When can I move on?
When can I live my life?
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Where my brain lies.
RandomMy mind is a strange maze of random things that shouldn't usually work together but somehow make a very flawed human. This mind of mine creates things that have no use in this world, stories with no ending, songs with no melody, and paintings with n...
