harsh reality
After a while I saw myself and how miserable I’d become.
I didn’t like it, I didn’t like the discomfort it brought me or the inner conflict that always seemed to scream.
But that is my world.
What a harsh reality.
After a while I saw myself and how miserable I’d become.
I didn’t like it, I didn’t like the discomfort it brought me or the inner conflict that always seemed to scream.
But that is my world.
What a harsh reality.
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