My brain keeps messing with me. What's my problem? I'm talking to people who aren't here. I'm going insane. Someday this will all be gone and nobody will be alive to tell the tale of what the fuck went down, but it matters now. As much as it won't matter in the future I wish there was a way things would fix themselves. But they can't and won't. I need help.
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cover-ups and migraines
Poetry**** Started 24 March 2020 **** Random rants and poems I guarantee you need ;) °Someday we'll all be gone. So please don't bore me with you bullshit. >.<° I'd really appreciate if you read my book (^^) 🏳️🌈🌺🌸😊😘
