i feel like i'm in a bubble or a box where no one sees me and i see no one.
but it's not like shelter, it's more of a cage. a prison.
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w o r d s ☆ poetry
Ngẫu nhiênwords, the most powerful thing in the world. this book is just a sketch of what the inside of my head looks like. it's just a teenytiny glimpse into my thoughts. some of the chapters may be poems, others just some weird sentences that describe my th...
