It was like nobody could share my so-called dreams, which really meant none of it was happening
And that reach around midnight left her with just about that, nothing
There's not anything particular about it either and I think the whole thing gets vaguer every second,
but I am too and there's nothing wrong with that
It's even funny when you stop to realize I'm just nineteen, and how serious can anything be anyway?
Not very.
I'm Patrice.
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