i dreamed that i was crying. i was crying because of you. but you weren’t in my dream; i didn’t see you. then i woke up. and an aching tremor shuddered through what was left of the cowering remnants of my shattered heart when i realized that there was no difference between the dreaming and the waking.

i.am.so.bored. hahaha!😯

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