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The stars mean so much to me because they put the universe in my hands and beg me to alter it. They're the only company known, while the world sleeps, and I can't. What an incredible experience it is to see your world at rest, riddled with the pain of knowing you can't join them.
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 1:24 PM UTC
Insomnia
The stars mean so much to me because they put the universe in my hands and beg me to alter it. They're the only company known, while the world sleeps, and I can't. What an incredible experience it is to see your world at rest, riddled with the pain of knowing you can't join them.
I thought I was an insomniac as a kid. Here's how that felt. ***
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18/F/neverland
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 1:24 PM UTC
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