natalie yo


i can paint a thousand pictures in my head. my insomnia keeps my eyes open, my mind in a blank state, and my body away from my bed. so i sit here. on this hard chair with my notebook and a pen. hoping that something will pop out my head. i sit here and begin to write. usually, i'll just stare at the wall and cry. but no, not tonight. there are no m

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