May 2013
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I am just miserable, I’m an empty fucking vessel. My whole world is crumbling underneath me. If I can’t believe in love than I have nothing to believe in at all. I’m physically sick. I think I need to get away from here and forget everything I’ve ever built. My life is an unbuilt city. And I’m willing to leave it all
April 2013