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This Time Tomorrow
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Continúa, Has publicado sep 26, 2022
Have you ever stayed up all night on your phone, not because watching the endless stories of celebrities on Instagram was entertaining but because you are afraid of the stories you might watch in your head when you eventually fall asleep? Or in my case stayed asleep for 18 hours not leaving your bed because you are afraid of the reality you might wake up to when your eyelids flutter open so you keep them closed, so tightly closed that even sleep eventually runs away from you and you are forced in to that said dreadful reality. Then you get out of bed for a few minutes and then jump back in, burying your head in your pillow once again, claiming you'll deal with your problems this time tomorrow. 


But what if tomorrow never comes...


And that's the best reality you've ever woken up to...



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