Burned from yesterday. Broken and shattered lying in bed searching for the one reason to keep pushing on. That's supposed to be another person right? That's the fictitious reality bestowed in front of us constantly. It doesn't have to be like this, but everyone pressures it to be this way.
Thus, I don't know any other paths to take.
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Worlds Apart; Min Yoongi
Fanfictionyou are like the smoke from a cigarette. i want to exhale you and eliminate you from my body your so addictive that my body craves for another hit of you a poisonous toxin that my body knows will kill it eventually but I don't care
