it contributes to everything. your first meeting with someone. the first conversation. the movements you do. you can't escape this feeling. the sudden desire to just stop everything and take a breather. let it fall to the pieces it goes. it's hard, to let go. your walls are built so high so there's no access to them. you isolate yourself so that no one can possible affect you. however, it's too late. with no one there, your left alone. because you were blinded at the fact that no one took the time to want to be there. everything was beautiful and everything hurt.
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