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Short Story Number Eight Hundred and Twenty Six

keremmermutlu:

I live in my own little world where nothing gets broken and I’m still happy and everything is good. What I really want though, I guess, is to just get through the day and not fall apart. I look out my bedroom window a lot of the time and I stare at the sky and I think about you. I think about you every day actually. I think about your hands and your hair and your beautiful skin.

Good Times

I was really having good times at school with friends around. I’m forgetting my gloomy past slowly and create the new one. I tried to let go all of my burden and not particulary want to deal with problems.

Music of the week: THE DRUMS!