dear, you.
i sense you're having some troubles with ms. adelaide?
you look so happy.
it's nice seeing you being happy.
you know what's not nice?
knowing it wasn't me who made you happy.
well,
back to square one, i guess.
i thought i was getting some kind of progress,
but no.
i'm back again,
talking to myself.
well,
i wish the two of you the happiest,
i guess.
that is if i still have happiness.
–me.
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uploaded twice because of the previously very short chapter. xx
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labirinthine
Poesía❝you and your nebulous lies, it's sempiternal.❞ [poetic-ish letters.] #660 in poetry
