tireeddzzz
tired.
that's the one word that constantly replays in my head.
sadness.
a terrible feeling, like you're sinking down, down, down into the depths of the sea of despair :(
lonely.
though i love my solitude, i hate the feeling of being alone.
betrayed.
that one word which i am all too familiar with.
broken.
that's what's left of me- waiting for someone to come along who is willing to get their hands cut on my shattered pieces.
lost.
even though i have a map, i am still confused as to where i am going next.
tired.
i think i said that al..rea..dyyyyyzzzz
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