Tag: espression
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Ramblings of an Introverted Insomniac
I sit alone with my coffee. Contemplating will I stay or be free. It’s almost 2 in the morning and I’m caffeinated yet heavily sedated. Spent my time and money just to get your honey. Wrote you love letters with no intent of mailing. I’m both lovesick a love scorn wanting to be held like…