Hmm
Words, how little they mean, when they're a little too late.
What we had, a beautiful tragic beautiful
What a sad, beautiful tragic beautiful tragic, beautiful....
I'm not able to write down what I want right now. Sorry.
Why do I feel like opening Instagram? I'm not lonely. I'm better left alone by myself and a computer.
I got my braces removed about a year ago. But I had a problem with one tooth so the doctor had put a pin on 2 teeth to put an elastic around. That metal pin is the reason I feel insecure while clicking photos. Okay, I just took 2 selfies. Closed mouth, bored face, oily hair. It's 2 am. I feel like I'm losing a lot of hair lately; just when I started loving my hair. Ugh.
What we had, a beautiful tragic beautiful
What a sad, beautiful tragic beautiful tragic, beautiful....
I'm not able to write down what I want right now. Sorry.
Why do I feel like opening Instagram? I'm not lonely. I'm better left alone by myself and a computer.
I got my braces removed about a year ago. But I had a problem with one tooth so the doctor had put a pin on 2 teeth to put an elastic around. That metal pin is the reason I feel insecure while clicking photos. Okay, I just took 2 selfies. Closed mouth, bored face, oily hair. It's 2 am. I feel like I'm losing a lot of hair lately; just when I started loving my hair. Ugh.
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