Jan 2023
I feel like I've been living in a glass box all this time
And you just threw every rock you could find.
I'm bleeding.
The glass is shattered.
I don't know if the box can be rebuilt.
And you just threw every rock you could find.
I'm bleeding.
The glass is shattered.
I don't know if the box can be rebuilt.
(26/F/Rhode Island)
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