Foreboding the strife and turmoil. I'm deaden with loam of loudness. I defame the wound which growing over me. I developed an aversion to the things around. I can't smile in genteel way,i can't promulate properly. I try to palliate those suffering,i find it diffcult to do it. Everytime i try,to pacify the loving peace. Everytime i try to temperate myself. Everytime i try to be easy. It occlude with those esoteric. I obliterate those pain,but it still existing. Those puzzling things can't get me out of head,maybe close my eyes could take-up my space of misery. Maybe dosage of anodyne would relieve pain. Maybe we should learned how to cope with feelings,and meted out with some whims.
Slunt eye bitch
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Selina yeo.
i'm duffer at times, debating girl.
Filled with gutsy feelings.
