I feel as if I'm losing myself again, though I suppose one needs to have found oneself before they can every really be lost.
My mind is is a rock, and it hangs heavily over everything I do, while my heart...
Oh, my heart. It is pulling me East. To the "you" that spared me one evening of your fame-ridden life. The "you" that awoke burgeoning wants I
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