.:|frenetic insomniac|:.
Chaotic thoughts in material form. Mind the gaps.

Intermission.

I’m tired of trying to explain myself…

I wish people would stop asking me questions, then not even understand the answer… It’s a waste of my time, and theirs. Time that could be better spent doing something productive, emotionally, or physically.

The answer is so much, I don’t even know where to begin.

Fucking a.


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