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sometimes it feels like there's an ocean between where am I and where I want to be
sanity it is only after I was broken I realised how we take sanity for granted
I can't sleep without something playing in the background a song, music, something to numb my mind and take me away from reality.
I'm hurt and the pathway to heal is a staircase that never seems to end
thousands of thoughts swirl around in the galaxy of her mind but she struggles she struggles to share even a single one
they refuse to be sad and that is why they can be never happy anymore
I put black and white filters not just on my photos but all my life.
she woke up one morning wishing she didn’t have to choose how to live her life for the sake of everyone else.
there were words she was afraid to speak out loud afraid of what they'll hear and what they'll think and what they'll say out loud back to her
