I’m no longer dying on the inside. I’m dead. But no body would know that because I am smiling and making jokes when I’m not alone.
Mar 3, 2019
Mar 3, 2019 at 9:06 PM UTC
I’m no longer dying on the inside. I’m dead. But no body would know that because I am smiling and making jokes when I’m not alone.
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