All the urges to write faded by time.
The only thing that managed to make me still able to feel has faded like dust while i was just there staring desperately at that fucking ceiling as if...as ifs and bullshit.
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De TodoIt was all about surviving. Notes: -Not all of the written thoughts relates to my personal life. I may just felt in need to write such a thing, but yeah, they all end up leading to the same way. -One of the thoughts was deleted, it was too harsh to...
