second time in the last few days that i've woken up from a (the same) bad dream.
it is the last thing i want to think about.
my days are empty, simply passing without much doing.
too isolated, too depressed, too ugly,
too too much.
or rather, there is
too too little
happening.
how will i get out of this place?
About Me
- alia
- "too much stuff, too many places, too much information, too many people, too much of things for there to be too much of, there is too much to know and i don't know where to begin but i want to try."
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