Sometimes I want to escape. Sometimes I want to fly. Sometimes I want to hide away and not see anyone. Sometimes I want to see everyone. I am always different, yet always the same. My thoughts often change and move in different directions. My feelings go up and down and around the corner. My state of mind is a product of my thoughts and feelings.
Today, my switch to night shifts has coincided nicely with my neighbour
buying her twin juvenile delinquent crotch goblins a drum set and a guitar.
Now dur...
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