*Heart aches but regardless we move
No one to be strong for this body that seems to be giving up but self.
Even the littlest things annoy the **** out of me
Smiling faces disgust me.
Regrets about the past haunt me
Only had I known earlier
Reality and fantasy have no relation at all* .
Jun 24, 2023
Jun 24, 2023 at 4:46 PM UTC
*Heart aches but regardless we move
No one to be strong for this body that seems to be giving up but self.
Even the littlest things annoy the **** out of me
Smiling faces disgust me.
Regrets about the past haunt me
Only had I known earlier
Reality and fantasy have no relation at all* .
Haunted past
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