I miss being happy without a care in the world.
I miss stepping out of the house in the most comfortable and homeless clothes I owned, not caring about what people thought about me.
I miss breathing without feeling like I should die.
I miss spending time with real friends.
I miss being ALIVE.
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Random Poems
PoetryHey Guys! I basically found this great app called Mirakee. So now I'm writing poems and write-ups there. So these are the write ups and poems. ~chuu~
