Find my thoughts on pavements home. I'm still scared of things, maybe it’s not the dark; sometimes it's the days and the minutes spent on my fingers counting the things I could have done to make the change. I like to believe I'm strange wading through this place. I’m every other face, I am the same. I'm not strange, I'm a bore to everyone I've ever met
( Algae Bloom )
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