Death of the Loner

July 1, 2020

Unrequited. How original, right?

The connection is still there. Why don't you utilize it?

Hot but unique pink, strobe purple. Perfect black. The only palette that perfectly fits her.

Being with her, just being close to her, enhances that creativity and wonder and hope that you feel.

That I feel.

I need to talk to her and stop being a dumbass.

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