"it's only after we've lost everything, are we then free to do anything."
my temporary period of enjoyment and relaxation is about to come to an abrupt end with the head of the new semester smacked right in my damn face. how do i feel about it? well, getting back to the routine mundane life, living behind a facade of lies like everyone similar and in so close proximity. the truth only to be found when one's back's turned, and smiling faces in front of you? walk forward into the back door.
now do that.
i am jack's wasted life
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