Category : Diary/Journal

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A life in between is never fun or constructive. A life in between is waiting for moments to catch you instead of the opposite. It is watching the world making mistakes and never surrender to passion or longing or will. Always on the side wanting to want but a cynical voice haunts your every attempt. You are the same, you sleep ,you eat ,you work ,you shit ,you drink, you smoke ,you make it work like any other but not quite. A functional mess barely holding to it s brains and promises for the future so it will not collapse to destructive chaos.