Hm.
Yesterday was a terrible day.
I haven't slept much, but I'm pretty awake right now.
Umm..
I dunno how I feel right now.
I miss my Becca, though..
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When I was a little boy, I dreamed of a star.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
The sun and the moon.
The sky and the water.
Tomorrow is a bleeding memory in a collapsing boat we'll never rise from.
 
         
        




