I used to hate the dark
I refused to sleep without a night in the room
or a crack in the door
But now I bask in it
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thoughts
Poetry"sticks and stones may break my bones but my thoughts will fucking kill me." welcome to the mind of a girl who has a lot to say but doesn't. *bare with me, the few parts aren't the best. it gets better, I promise :)* *genuinely just need an open sp...
dark
I used to hate the dark
I refused to sleep without a night in the room
or a crack in the door
But now I bask in it
