yes like the title said, some random midnight thoughts from some months back about different aspects. i hope you enjoy :)
About the struggle of staying positive when everything seems to be falling apart.
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Isn’t it ironic how those that love us most hurt us the worst? They are crimes without passion,
From Florida to Oregon, I must say I miss the Sun.
I found myself surrounded by a white mist in silence, floating weightlessly amongst my peers...
Isn't it ironic: those we love most