random musings on random things at random hours. do not take seriously, or personally. WARNING: posts may be cryptic, so if you think it's about you, it probably isn't.
Monday, September 14, 2015
Hostage.
I feel like I'm in a cage. I can't seem to get out, although I know that I can. Like I'm afraid to, somehow. That freedom may be the death of me.
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