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you know that feeling when you wanna write about something so bad that you end up unable to do it because it somehow felt like it’s gonna take all of your energy… all the good stuff in your mind. pretty much like this.

“Since you left, my days became ordinary… weekends were suddenly boring…                                                                                               yeah, a little less of joy… a little less of fun… a little less of happiness..                                                                                                       you know, just a little less of EVERYTHING…”