I may someday miss this stress, poor sleep patterns, and ramen, but for now? I'm okay thanks.
"The wind tears across my face as if it were perfect.
As if I had no imperfections.
The wind moves like your eyes"
If only I had more words at the moment, glancing in my head, I see a big :shrug:
What do you want? Your haunting To Do List?
No thanks.
Sweet Dreams
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