the blue and the solace

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i am a seventeen year old female. my eyebrows used to once meet at the middle. now it's just skin. my hands have faintly visible veins, i wish they were more conspicuous. i like to contemplate. about absolutely nothing. i stare into the space, at the walls, sometimes with my eyes closed. i like the airports. the smell of leather luggages, the cold steel benches. i smile as wide as i can at people, making my tooth gap prominently visible. i have a music taste most people find awful. but i don't mind. people ruin the essence of everything. i like the evening skies, the pink and somber. i have innumerable regrets, i cope up by not giving them much thought, but at nights, when it hits me like a meteorite, i shut my mind and swallow the pain. it helps, sometimes. i am a seventeen year old female, and I've spent all my time here, dwelling in sadness.