18/F/still at the restaurant
sometimes, i write because it brings me comfort. mostly, i write because i can't trust my mind to remember the way it used to feel
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A fluttering soul in disguise immersed into this virtually-simulated playground. I wear many faces and all of them are REAL. Always dwelling between the dark …
21/F/The Netherlands
my own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery- always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring, and then burried in mud. and why? what's this …