Sober ramblings

[chainacid]

No one is around. They’re all gone. When they’re coming back is not up to me. The blinking cursor on the screen reminds me of the loneliness that I am feeling. The images stuck in my head of a past life are enough to make me go mad. It seems that living is less vibrant when things are seen with rows of bars obstructing the view. Admittedly, the

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[living_around]

hang in there kid.soon you will be back in SC and now i am up here!
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miss you.