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it's over. we did it. school is finally dead. you sleep at 4 and wake up at 3 paradise, as paradisiacal as it can be just why, though why am i still unhappy?

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violetstarlights

17 / Gender Fluid / somewhere

For You?

Written by

violetstarlights

17 / Gender Fluid / somewhere

Published: Jul 6, 2020
LinesWords: 833

Tags: #quarantine #depression #lockdown #summer #lonely

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