I'm still here. I'm still looking at the same faces, the same places, the same shit just always on a different day. I don't know if I should scream to see if the sky will split, or run to see where it'll take me. Neither option is gonna lead me to happiness. I'm happy in a way but I'm only seeing it in black and white. This past summer, it was
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