A regular latte.
A beach at 9 am.
Post concert depression is without a doubt a real thing.
The grey clouds follow the waves to the shore.
The screaming in my ears does not dull,
Not even when the first rain drops hit the sand.
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Fading Fast
РазноеA collection of things I have written that don't belong anywhere and that never will. Credit to all original owners of the photos I have used as the cover and chapter covers.
