|bananas in pyjamas|
I'm so many things to so many people sometimes I wonder who I am. I do a shit job for shit money, I study, and I write when I have time. I live for the times I can just be, and I love my music and reading. I find I need more hours in the day just to sleep, and a social life is a distant dream. I bite back on anything that resembles my fears, and I numb the pain too much sometimes. I should probably be a better person, but I can never be bothered.
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