What kind of dreams are these, the ones that we follow beneath the sea? Ripples above us, a light breaks through. Who’s on the other side? It so happens to be you. We’re all trapped in these ever spinning walls. “Find me.” His voice echoing in your ears. “Find me.” The last words that you hear
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Before I even get started writing this because its going to sound like a mess of words I'm going to say simply.. I'm not the only one who felt this way throughout the day, and some of the things I'm saying are things people said to me
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Right now I just want to get this up before I get too lazy to. Some of the images I have currently are just for reference. Actual photos can be taken at request
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