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"When one world ends
something else begins
but without a scream
just a whisper because we
just start it over again"


I don't feel so beautiful today. I don't feel so loved today. I don't feel.....today. Just the sounds of drums and screams in my head, trying to soothe me. I can't seem to make it loud enough, though, not loud enough to make me feel better. I'm afraid. Everything crumbles away, shatters, breaks, bleeds, dies.....I'm so afraid. I don't want to cry. I haven't cried in so long. It's so easy to be made of plastic, I don't want to be real again. It always hurts to be real.



L'amour est tout nous avons besoin de.
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