DEAF + DUMB + DONE
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six november
ten : oh-two p.m.
"will you do me a favor?"
"yes."
"tell me something new. i don't even know what i mean by that."
same songs on repeat. no sleep. crying over nothing. wanting people to care..and they do, but it's never the right people.
it always happens this way, and i never know how to deal with it.