Photo by Lux Graves on Unsplash. I talk to my pillow for one reason only: the night is so dark, and I am so lonely. there’s nothing left...

a collection of afterthoughts. Photo by Evie S. on Unsplash I never liked the way you looked at me. Like I was a sight to behold, someone...

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