June 2011
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From my haunted past comes a daunting task of living through memories.
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I get so distracted by some people’s reactions that i don’t see my own faults for what they are.
I’ve gone for too long living like I’m not alive.
Everything looks perfect from far away.
“Sleep is my lover now, my forgetting, my opiate, my oblivion.”
– Audrey Niffenegger (via apathie)
