isn't it
beautiful
when
sadness
melts
into
hysteria?when
what
once
was
lost
is no
longer
your
responsibility?when you
gaze
at the
pictures
and you
realize
you
were
therebut
association
now
would
bring
only
humiliationso
let
them
make
fools
of
themselves
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Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort
RandomThey tell me that what I create is chaos. But what I create is the only thing that brings me serenity. ~ warning: this book abruptly switches from deep personal narratives to really random stuff so hop on and enjoy the ride