The human existence
is nothing but a dry, desolate wasteland,
pebbled with misery, agony, and angst.
Where death, and disquiet
form as cracks,
slowly separating one being from another,
relieving us of the despondent burden
of interacting with
others until we are divided by canyons.
SA
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it’s taken almost 25 years but i’m finally falling in love with myself.
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