10.10.2009
summary of a day;
you walk around with your eyes glued shut, scared of what you'd see if you opened them, would it be too much? and youre screaming at the top of your lungs, you can't hear anything but the ringing of your echoes. you wouldn't dare listen to anything else, you couldnt handle what's really being said.
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