written in June 2017 when I was utterly depressed

I am still 21. I am already 21. I have completed a quarter. (calculating with a life expectancy of 80-84!) I feel like I have lived too much. Too long. The mornings are dragging, hearts breaking at each sunrise, the cloud dusting over the moon, depressed and a lonely soul roaming around the space in… Continue reading written in June 2017 when I was utterly depressed

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