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my head feels warm and my eyes tired. the room i’m in is a mess. they say i’m faithful to the end. i say i’m stupid to the end. there are days when nobody thinks very well of themselves and i guess today is my turn. i wonder if the state of my room is a reflection of my very heart.

cluttered & messy.

but i just sit.

sleep shall be had. tomorrow will come.
and maybe that will change my entire perspective.

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