There's a first draft for everything
There were some people who woke up this morning and put on the same thing they were wearing yesterday.
The same overcoat. The same gloves. The same shoes. The same scarf.
May today be the last day.
some days I remember the lies you told me and i laugh at both of us at me, for wanting so badly to believe you at you, for having t...
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