Today I'm a wreck.
A crying wreck.
Idek why I'm crying, life in general I guess, but I don't feel like writing about when I cry is "good" now. It feels dumb. It sounds so freaking dramatic. I don't even feel real. I feel dramatic.

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Moonstruck Lullaby
RandomEveryday thoughts and random rambling...where my mind goes when it wanders. Sometimes though, I wish it didn't, because some places I'd rather not return to. Some thoughts I'd rather keep low, some memories in the past. But I've learned that you can...
Wreck
Today I'm a wreck.
A crying wreck.
Idek why I'm crying, life in general I guess, but I don't feel like writing about when I cry is "good" now. It feels dumb. It sounds so freaking dramatic. I don't even feel real. I feel dramatic.