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Full Head**

More often than not, words have failed me. I fill the gaps I create with stutters and stammers, even when I know that silence says so much more.

I’d rather be alone than with anyone else in the world.

I always wanted to fit in, but I simply did not know how.
An old suicide note excerpt
 Mar 2016 Reine Monroe
NvrMnd
Hope
 Mar 2016 Reine Monroe
NvrMnd
-
Now
all I think about
is you
and
some hope,

Hope
that tomorrows
will have
different
colors
.

— The End —