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Welcome to <room 93> I've tried to write this many times, but it never came out. This is another try. 

Ever since I listened to Room 93 by Halsey, I've visualized a place inside my head. A run down hotel that no longer serves visitors, but instead serves as a place for people who have nowhere else to go. Where drugs and love - or sometimes lack thereof - abound.

Today, I was scrolling through pictures on Google when I came across the aesthetic that is this book's cover. I was amazed and shocked to see the inner workings of my head, in an aesthetic for everyone to see. Someone thought the same way I did about the album. 

So, since I seem to be stuck on ideas for my other story, I figured I would take a break and work on something new

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So, since I seem to be stuck on ideas for my other story, I figured I would take a break and work on something new. I will try again to tell these character's stories. I feel it needs to be told. It's a piece of me, in a way. It's buried in my body. This is my chance to let it out. 

The whole story is saturated in tones of green, black, and blue to me. What colors is it to you?

Room 93 is more than a collection of songs. It is a feeling. A place. 

I'm curious to see how my readers connect to the story. I await your input. 

-0feetand50inches.

 


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