And in twenty-something years, after love and heartbreak, joy and sorrow. After so many lessons learned and good times had, and all of the ups and downs. With all of the people I've met, and through a stroke of luck, the people I've helped...
I have come to realize that I don't know anyone.
The darker corners of your mind, the condition it's in. Like hunger.
It's not something that goes away.
Empty.
All is lost.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
And in twenty-something years, after love and heartbreak, joy and sorrow. After so many lessons learned and good times had, and all of the ups and downs. With all of the people I've met, and through a stroke of luck, the people I've helped...
I have come to realize that I don't know anyone.
The darker corners of your mind, the condition it's in. Like hunger.
It's not something that goes away.
Empty.
All is lost.
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