Melachonic, yet joyful, and still no care in the world, i don't even know what struggle is, i still don't know what i want, its like a whirlpool of emotions, and i am so unsure of my self, blinded by something unknown to me. Blinded, stopped, and disabled.
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 11:03 AM UTC
Melachonic, yet joyful, and still no care in the world, i don't even know what struggle is, i still don't know what i want, its like a whirlpool of emotions, and i am so unsure of my self, blinded by something unknown to me. Blinded, stopped, and disabled.
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