"An Image Can Paint A Thousand Words"
Yet words are the colours on my page...
So let me paint a picture for you, about me.
About who I am, what I stand for, the good days, the bad days...
I'll even write about the blank pages inbetween...
So let the tears fall like rain.
I forgot how much hurt and hatred fills the world.
I'd only end up deleting them after. It's too much like laying my heart open.
this one time i broke down, just thinking about the suffering that happens everyday to innocent people. i was devastated for a good hour before i calmed down. my parents kept asking me if i was on drugs, that was a good day. well, bad.
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this one time i broke down, just thinking about the suffering that happens everyday to innocent people. i was devastated for a good hour before i calmed down. my parents kept asking me if i was on drugs, that was a good day. well, bad.
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