A space to grow.


I woke up this morning, and my first thought was "everyday were dying, getting closer to our end with every minute"
Now I'm thinking what the fuck. What could possibly possess my mind to think of that the second I awake. Its like my brain is split in two. Positive.Negative. Now its a fucking tug of war. Running on empty.


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