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I’m all out of faith. This is how I feel. I’m cold and ashamed and lying naked on the floor. Illusion never changed into something real. I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn. You’re a little late. I’m already torn.
When I stay in on the weekend to do work
I always just end up like:
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tout est compliqué, mal foutu, pas rangé
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart.
I carry your heart…
I carry it in my heart
—E.E. Cummings
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what has school turned me into? and why does it feel like finals season?!?!
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