I think I just fell in love with Shannyn Sossaman
So often we all feel like there is not a shred of hope left, nothing to dream about, that all our days fold into each other, making a huge monotonous disaster. So many of us feel there is no road to travel, so we die, release the pressure, spill it from our wrists.
dead
left to wander in a place less familiar, where no one can smile, but somehow even after we've destroyed everything, crushed, shattered, and smashed all our dreams
there is still hope for love
even after where dead
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