

Talking to MyselfI sit on my bedroom floor, alone. I talk to myself and the motionless air that, unfortunatly, keeps me alive.Talking to Myself
The room is dark,
the only light is shining through the window, causing my skin to eerily glow, reflecting the lights coming from the sky.
I stop talking to myself, but surprisingly, I continue to hear a voice. A response. The voice stops, and although I didnt hear what it said to me I hope it'll speak again.
There is an akward silence and a fear hits me. The fear of being left alone, and speaki
thanks
but like
you know ive got a boyfriend...
who i love.. v much
REGARDS.
jOHNNaY
NAH IM JUST MESSING WITH YA....,,,........,..,,..,,,.;.
NICE CATCH SANCHAAAAAAAAAAAAA TOO BAD YOUR ASS GOT SSSSSSAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD C
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My Gallery:
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As we go through life, our imagination inspires us to create things of amazing beauty
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In the darkness, I can see the void clearly.
-David H.J. Yan
Fellow Dragon Artist.
there's thousands just like your gallery.
oh well, im sure im wrong.
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Don't turn around
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Disturbing the Priest
See you soon!
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... Where no-one went, I already stand ...
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