Oh well. Friends, no friends. Life seems the same. I want to hide under my table and cry till the lights go out. Chin up cause your life ain't over yet.
Unwanted. If I said the feeling was awesome, I'm lying. I'm not fine but who cares. Who should? Who would?
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Summer Eclipse
I see rainbows, speak glitter and clap butterflies. I draw my own clouds, paint my skies purple and make it rain jellybeans. You could say that I'm weird but I'm just a dreamer that likes everything to be filled with a bit of randomness and all of that.
Cause I'm Mr. Brightside
:3
Cause I'm Mr. Brightside
:3
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