Loneliness is a drug. You know it's bad for you, that it's an awful, dangerous thing. Yet, in your darkest times, it is into that abyss that you retreat. As if you will find some comfort in the familiarity of its embrace. And it never fails to welcome you into its cold, lifeless arms.
- i know the feeling like i know my name
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Big F**king Mood: A New Narrative
Non-FictionA series of thoughts, questions, lists, rants, daydreams, and confessions. TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions of depression, anxiety, bullying, and sexual harassment.
