I'm hopeful that one day I won't wake up and say Good Morning, I love you for it to be the last time that I ever saw you.

4:03

It's funny because it's 4:03 in the morning, and I'm wide awake. I can't sleep. I can't even begin to think about shutting my eyes and salvaging what's left of these blissful hours that pass in which I shouldn't even be conscious for. However, there's yet again too much on my mind and far to... Continue Reading →

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